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Author's Notes: Well, sa threaten to chew off my arm if I
didn't post tonight. But the story we were talking about isn't
ready yet, will be at least another week in the making. Then
Kalia suggested I do something silly with the chewing thing,
and this is what you get. I blame the 2 of them. This is
un-betaed, written in a 30 minute space of time.
Obi-Wan ran into the quarters that he shared with his Master,
Qui-Gon Jinn. He was panting heavily, a look of dread and fear
on his lovely face. Sweat covered his body, cause his clothes
to cling to the well developed body that was under them.
Qui-Gon looked up from the file he was reading in mild alarm.
"What is wrong my Padawan," he asked as he went to stand in
front of the young man, a hand reaching up to gently wipe a
lock of hair from Obi-Wan's forehead.
"Master...Yoda," Obi-Wan managed to gasp out as he tried to
desperately suck in air.
"Did you trip over him again," Qui-Gon asked with a grin
forming on his face. Yoda may well be one of the most powerful
Jedi Masters out there, but he was forever being tripped over
by young students not watching where they were going. He was a
running joke that Yoda was going to go postal one day because
of it.
"No. He...He," Obi-Wan stammered as he tried to get out the
horror that he had just been through. A shiver racked him as he
thought about it. "He said he would chew my arm off if I didn't
give him a blowjob!"
Qui-Gon felt his mouth fall open to hang somewhere around his
waist. A shiver went through him as he got a picture of such an
act being done to Yoda by his Padawan.
"Are you sure that that is what he wanted you to do?" he asked,
praying that Obi-Wan had got it wrong.
"A blowjob you must do, by tonight it will be," Obi-Wan quoted,
doing a dead on impression of Yoda.
"Yep, thats what he wants." Qui-Gon thought for a moment. "Did
he say that he was the one that you had to perform the act on?"
Obi-Wan thought hard, a gleam of hope starting to show in his
eyes. "Noooo, he just said a blowjob needed to be done."
"Well then, I can give you some help in getting that task
done," Qui-Gon grinned out his love, feeling himself growing
hard at the thought of his lovers talent mouth on him again.
Obi-Wan smiled happily as he sank down to his knees, he hands
going to push the robes of his master open. Not a word was said
as he leaned forward to nozzle his nose into the hair that
surround the cock in front of it before his tongue took a swipe
at it. Tiny lights, small little nibbles, a hand reaching up to
fondle the heavy balls. Working it to a its full hardness,
drops of dewy pre-come starting to flow from the tip.
Taking a moment to grin up at his moaning master, Obi-Wan
sucked the cock into his mouth, sucking hard on the tip as he
ran his tongue around it. Starting slowly he would work himself
all the down onto it before going back up. He quickly got a
fairly fast pace going, loving the breathless moans of his
masters, the hands that came forward to clutch at his head, the
hips that snapped forward into his eager mouth. His master
wasn't able to last long, and Obi-Wan drank happily as his
master came deep in his mouth, groaning deeply.
"Well Master," Obi-Wan said sly up to his now panting master,
"Yoda had the right idea this time.
"Yes, yes he did, " Qui-Gon said as he drew Obi-Wan into his
arms, leading him to the bed for a more active round.
Just as they were starting to kiss, the door to their room
burst opened, a naked Yoda stood in the doorway, and he said,
"Blowjob still waiting for I am."
The scream of "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO" given by the Padawan and
his Master could be heard for miles around the temple.
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