Summary: Qui-Gon educates his padawan on the topic of sex.
Qui-Gon spent three exhausting days slowly educating his rather
sheltered padawan about sex. Outside of his Trials, he
considered it the most difficult thing he had ever done. And if
it did not end soon, it would surpass his Trials.
He had gone slowly and patiently, answering the boy's questions
as best he could. He tried to deflect the more embarrassing
ones, such as had anyone ever eaten him, by saying they were
personal. Obi-Wan had nodded and gone on to something else, but
Qui-Gon noticed a distinct lessening of questions after that.
Qui-Gon kicked himself. He told Obi-Wan time and again to come
to him with any questions he had. But when he did, the Jedi
master told him that was too personal. Well, by Obi-Wan's own
actions he knew he could not have it both ways.
"Obi-Wan," Qui-Gon said gently. "I know you have other
questions. Why won't you ask me?"
"I'Ä... I don't want to ask anything too personal,
Master," the boy replied honestly.
"Obi-Wan, I regret what I said earlier. I want you to feel you
can come to me with anything. And I do mean anything. I am your
master and there is nothing I will keep from you as long as it
does not damage another." Obi-Wan could tell his master was
sincere. He smiled at the man, then turned his thoughts inward.
He had a question, all right, but was not quite sure how to
phrase it.
"You asked me before if, um, anyone had ever eaten me," Qui-Gon
began, his face turning red. He wondered if it happened enough
if it would become permanent.
"Yes, Master," Obi-Wan replied. "But I figured someone did
since you didn't want to answer it."
"Very astute, Padawan," he muttered. If he had any dignity left
when this was over it would be a miracle. The only small joy
came from knowing he was educating his padawan and the small
revenge he planned once the boy turned about 16 or so. Oh, how
he was going to make his padawan pay for this.
"I guess that's how you knew it feels really good," Obi-Wan
observed. "And that it's sanitary."
"What else did you want to know, Obi-Wan?" Qui-Gon prompted. He
wanted to get this over and done with so he could find a nice
quiet rock to crawl under and die.
"How old were you when you first had sex?" The question flowed
from the boy as naturally as if he had asked the time of day.
Qui-Gon blushed again before answering.
"Nineteen."
"Wow!" Obi-Wan exclaimed. "That's pretty old. I thought you
said most humans began around sixteen or so?"
"While most do, I did not," Qui-Gon said.
"Didn't you want to?" Sparking this boy's curiosity could be a
very, very bad thing, Qui-Gon saw.
"Yes, I wanted to. Quite badly, in fact," he said. "I just
didn't find the right person until then."
"She must have been somebody very special," the boy said and
saw his master flinch. That brought his mind back around to the
question he was pondering earlier. Sensing now was the right
time, he began.
"Master," Obi-Wan said tentatively. "I do have another
question."
"Go on, Obi-Wan," Qui-Gon prompted when the boy fell silent. He
was both relieved that the prior question was being dropped and
worried at the same time.
"Well, you've told me a great deal. And the visual aides helped
even more. But I don't understand something. All we've talked
about are men and women together. Are two men not able to have
sex?"
Qui-Gon wished that the floor would open up and swallow him
whole. Or that a Sith would come charging through the door.
That would be even better because he was sure his padawan would
follow him down any hole he tried to slink through. It was one
thing to explain to the boy about sex in a procreation concept.
How was he supposed to do it when it was based on pleasure
alone?
"I mean, lots of the bonded knights in the temple are both
male," the boy continued as his master tried to find a way to
escape. "How do they love each other?"
How do they love each other? The question caught Qui-Gon by
surprise. Maybe his young padawan grasped things a little
better than he thought.
"They love each other the same way a man and a woman do," he
said.
"But, Master, they both have penises," the boy interjected.
"Where can they put them?"
Qui-Gon went on to explain that two men could still pleasure
each with their hands. Obi-Wan seemed to accept that readily
enough. He did not even blink an eye when Qui-Gon said they
could do so orally, as well. The Jedi master hesitated before
continuing. There was such a thing as too much information. But
if anything, these last weeks had taught him that once his
padawan had a question he did not stop until he got an answer.
"Master," Obi-Wan began when Qui-Gon fell silent. "Is it
pleasurable to have a penis in your behind?"
"It can be," Qui-Gon answered truthfully. But if the boy asked
him how he knew'...
He felt it then, confusion and a trace of fear coming from his
padawan.
"What is it, Padawan?" he asked softly.
"The other day, I was down in the laundry and I heard some
noises," he began shyly. "It sounded like someone was hurt. I
went to see what it was. The knight had the padawan on the
floor and he was putting his penis into the padawan's behind.
The padawan was squirming and moaning. I know I should have
left but I didn't know if he was hurt or not. Then the knight
just kind of shuddered and moaned a bit, too. I was fairly sure
they weren't in pain then, but when he pulled his penis out'...
there was blood on it."
Qui-Gon regarded his padawan very seriously. He could see the
unease the boy felt. He would have to tread very carefully
here. Misspoken words could turn the boy off anal penetration
entirely. First things first, though.
"Obi-Wan, think very carefully now," he began. "Was the knight
holding the padawan down at all?"
"No, he was just holding onto his hips so he could, um, thrust
better," the boy answered.
"And did you feel any distress from the padawan? Any cries for
help?"
"No."
"Good," Qui-Gon said, relieved. "What you saw was another way
two men can make love. From what you described, both of them
were enjoying it very much. As for the blood, that can happen
the first time or two no matter how careful you are. But the
pain tends to be slight. I'll get us a holo vid tomorrow that
will explain how to do it properly so no one gets hurt."
"Yes, Master," Obi-Wan replied, relieved his master was not
angry with him for watching something he should not have.
"I'm not upset with you over it, Padawan," he said, reading the
boy's thoughts. "You should have left, but I understand why you
did not. You were only concerned with the other padawan's well
being."
"Thank you, Master," Obi-Wan said. Qui-Gon began gathering up
the reference materials they had gone through today. Later he
would find out the name of the knight and padawan and have a
little talk with them about inappropriate places. He thought
about letting Obi-Wan have a talk with them instead and
chuckled to himself.
"Master, can I ask one last question?" Obi-Wan said from the
doorway of his room.
"Of course, Padawan," Qui-Gon replied without thinking.
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