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Summary: It's just smut, pure and simple.
Obi Wan stared at his master. He was breathing hard. How
someone so large could move so fast he didn't know. Raising his
lightsaber he parried Qui Gon's thrust. The move left his front
completely unguarded and Qui Gon charged, lifting his
apprentice up, he pushed Obi Wan against the wall behind them,
pinning him.
Obi Wan deactivated his lightsaber. "Master, I concede."
"So easily, my young padewan? Didn't you recently have someone
in a similar position? Did she concede so readily?"
Obi Wan flushed. "Sort of"
"Sort of," Qui Gon echoed drily.
"It was complicated."
"I'm sure it was." Qui Gon paused, then asked "So what did you
do once you had her pinned against the wall?"
Avoiding his master's gaze Obi Wan said, in a voice that was
barely audible, "I kissed her neck."
"Like this?" Qui Gon asked biting his apprentice's neck
softly.
Obi Wan inhaled sharply. Confusion rocked him. What was his
master doing? He had never before done anything like this. Qui
Gon was now sucking on Obi Wan's neck in a way that sent bolts
of pleasure coursing through his apprentice.
"Master, I..."
Qui Gon lifted his head and looked directly at Obi Wan. Obi
Wan started at seeing the desire in his master's face. When Qui
Gon brought his mouth to Obi Wan's, Obi Wan willingly parting
his lips. Qui Gon's tongue slid into Obi Wan's mouth. He
explored Obi Wan's mouth slowly, with deliberation. Now that he
finally had Obi Wan Qui Gon was determined not to lose this
chance. Withdrawing his tongue from Obi Wan's mouth, Qui Gon
took Obi Wan's lower lip into his mouth and sucked. As he
brought his mouth fully against Obi Wan's again his apprentice
moaned and brought his hands up to Qui Gon's chest. The feel of
his master's powerful chest added to Obi Wan's excitement.
Qui Gon moved the arm holding Obi Wan against the wall and
placing his hands against the wall on either side of Obi Wan,
he resumed sucking and nibbling on Obi Wan's neck. Qui Gon
focused all of his senses on the man before him. He would not
rush this. He wanted Obi Wan to have an experience he would
never forget, an experience which would leave him wanting more.
Obi Wan's hands slid down his master to the belt holding his
lightsaber. When had Qui Gon deactivated it he wondered
vaguely. Not really caring he began undoing the belt that held
his master's clothing together. He wanted flesh, not fabric,
beneath his hands.
Pleased by his apprentice's eagerness, Qui Gon released his
neck. Following Obi Wan's example he began undoing Obi Wan's
clothing, with the force.
Surprised, Obi Wan stood quietly while his master undressed
him, entirely without using his hands. The way Qui Gon was
looking at him made Obi Wan feel self-conscious, exposed. His
erection jutted embarassingly.
Qui Gon reached out for Obi Wan his hands stroking up Obi
Wan's sides, then across his chest. Qui Gon's fingers sought
Obi Wan's nipples. He stroked them lightly, then sensing Obi
Wan's desire for a stronger sensation he took one of them in
his mouth and sucked, hard. Obi Wan leaned back against the
wall for support, his hands getting tangled in Qui Gon's hair.
For several minutes Qui Gon alternated between the two, sucking
one while teasing the other with his fingers.
Obi Wan tugged on his master's head, urging Qui Gon's
attention upward. When Qui Gon lifted his head Obi Wan kissed
him, with a ferocity that caused Qui Gon's breath to catch in
his throat.
He tugged at Qui Gon's tunic. He wanted anything between he
and his master gone. This time Qui Gon obliged. Stepping back
slightly he removed his clothing. Obi Wan stared at his master.
Qui Gon's chest was broad with a light coating of hair, but
what caught Obi Wan's attention was his master's cock. It was
long and thick, so hard it angled upward. There was a purple
vein running along the underside. Obi Wan felt he could see his
master's pulse throbbing in that vein. Dropping to his knees.
He took Qui Gon's member into his mouth. Even as he sucked and
stroked part of his mind wondered at what he was doing. He had
never imagined doing this to another man, certainly not to
Master Qui Gon. But now...
Obi Wan released Qui Gon's member from his mouth and stroked
it with his hand. After a moment, he ran his tongue over the
head, loving the way Qui Gon's hands were clutching his head,
urging him to continue. Suddenly, he took as much of Qui Gon
into his mouth as he could. He sucked hard, moving slowly up
and down the length of Qui Gon's cock. Every few strokes, he
would pause at the head and suck on just the head, flicking it
with his tongue.
Qui Gon looked down. The sight of his handsome young
apprentice with his cock in his mouth was almost enough to make
him come. But Obi Wan's mouth was not the location Qui Gon had
in mind.
He moved his hands to Obi Wan's shoulders and urged him back.
Obi Wan looked up questioningly. Qui Gon knelt beside him. He
kissed Obi Wan then gently turned him around. He ran his hands
over Obi Wan's back, then pushed Obi Wan forward onto his
hands.
Again he ran his hands over Obi Wan's back. This time he
brought them to Obi Wan's ass. Licking one of his fingers, he
ran it between his cheeks. Obi Wan squirmed, slightly
uncertain.
"Trust me Obi Wan. I will not hurt you." Qui Gon spoke the
words directly into his apprentice's mind. His finger probed
deeper, encountering the rim of Obi Wan's asshole, he pushed.
Confused, yet wildly aroused. Obi Wan groaned. Qui Gon moved
his finger slowly in and out of Obi Wan. As Obi Wan gave
himself over to the intense pleasure Qui Gon was giving him,
Qui Gon added a second finger, then a third. Obi Wan was
panting, moving himself back onto his master's fingers. Placing
his free hand on Obi Wan's lower back, he withdrew his fingers.
Obi Wan glanced back at his master who had knelt behind him.
Grasping his cock in his hand, Qui Gon positioned it at Obi
Wan's asshole. He began to ease the head inside. Obi Wan
gasped. This was too much, his master's cock too large. "Relax,
Obi Wan, relax." his master said into his mind.
Following his master's instructions, Obi Wan focused on his
sphincter muscles, relaxing them. Qui Gon pushed forward
slightly, his head getting past the entrance to the younger
man's asshole. He paused, giving Obi Wan's body a chance to
adjust to the distension Qui Gon's cock was causing. After a
few moments, he resumed pushing slowly into Obi Wan.
Intense feelings of pressure and fullness created for Obi Wan
a pleasure that bordered on pain. He found himself longing to
be filled completely by his master, to open himself fully to
the man penetrating him. He relaxed completely, opening himself
to Qui Gon who buried his cock to the hilt in Obi Wan.
Qui Gon withdrew his cock just slightly, then pushed it slowly
back in. Obi Wan groaned and began moving with the rhythm of
the older man's thrusts. He was aware of his master in a manner
that he had never been before. He could sense the other man's
pleasure. His awareness of Qui Gon's feelings was so acute, it
was almost as if the sensations Qui Gon was experiencing were
happening to him. He was both fucking and being fucked. His
master's presence filled his mind, as his cock filled his body.
Obi Wan groaned in frustration. Qui Gon was still holding
back, fearful of hurting him. "Fuck me, master. Please, fuck
me." he moaned.
That was all the encouragement Qui Gon needed. He grasped Obi
Wan's hips and thrust into him hard. Holding the younger man
firmly he moved in and out with increasing speed and force.
Obi Wan gave himself completely over to his master. He
accepted every thrust and tried to open himself even further,
wanting more. Suddenly, he came. Harder than ever before. His
cock jerked again and again as his come spurted onto the
ground.
Obi Wan's orgasm caused his muscles to contract around Qui
Gon's cock. The sensation triggered Qui Gon's own orgasm. His
come filled Obi Wan's bowels, seeping out around his cock.
Obi Wan was trembling. Qui Gon leaned forward and wrapped his
arms around him. Using the force he eased them both onto their
sides. He was still inside Obi Wan and he held his apprentice
tightly against him. Gradually, Obi Wan's trembling subsided.
Raising himself on one arm, Qui Gon gently turned Obi Wan's
face toward his.
Kissing Obi Wan softly, he whispered "Don't think. Just accept
it."
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