The Force's Pleasure

by Pumpkin (apumpkin@rogers.com)

Archive: Yes

Rating: R

Pairing: none

Warnings: None

Summary: Qui-Gon teaches a lesson in masturbation

Notes: A story for the Merry Month of Masturbation

"Masturbation," began Qui-Gon, "Is an art form."

He gave the class of senior padawans a serious look, hiding his smile at their open-mouthed expressions.

The temple encouraged masturbation among its padawans and it was a master's duty to ensure that his or her padawan knew the basics for taking care of sexual arousal. The temple also promoted celibacy, in so far as requesting that padawans not take sexual partners. As they became older, it was policy to group them by species and sex and teach them how to transform their sexual habits into communion with the Force. Qui-Gon, a master in many things, was also a master in this.

"Please choose a mat, don't worry, they have all been distributed to offer each one a good view of the lecturer." He chuckled and nervous laughter joined in, easing the tension a little.

"And of course, this is easiest if done naked, so that is the first step." He began to remove his own clothing, undoing his belt, placing it neatly beside his mat. He continued to disrobe, watching the class carefully. A couple of the padawans giggled, another one or two looked around nervously at their fellows, but most of the fifteen or so young men were quietly removing their clothing, piling it as neatly as he did his own.

"We are Jedi, clothed or not, and that is how we comport ourselves. Always." He aimed pointed glances at the gigglers and was pleased to see them hurrying to catch up to the same state of undress as the others.

"An essential component to masturbation is of course comfort." He lay on his own mat, on his side facing the boys. "You should all watch me and refrain from impinging on the privacy of your neighbours. We are here to l earn to masturbate within the Force, not ogle our fellows."

As expected, all eyes snapped to front. He would have known they were all looking somewhat further south than his eyes, even had he not felt their gazes through the Force. He was well endowed for one of his species, but that was not what made him a master at sharing this part of his life with the Force.

"Much as I am aware that the view is simply fascinating, I would like you all to close your eyes and relax. Masturbation is not unlike meditation. In fact I like to think of it as another form of meditation, one designe d to turn over our sexual needs and feelings to the Force."

He waited a few minutes, giving them some time to find a comfortable place within their minds.

"Now I want you to think about sex. Think about the things that have recently aroused you. It might be a person, a situation, a thing, even just the memory of the last time you masturbated. The only difference between what we are doing here in class and how you will practice this in your life is that here we are forcing the issue. Usually you will use this technique when you are alone and have the time to indulge.

Now you may begin to touch yourself. Do not be afraid to use all of your body. There are nerves in your skin, making it sensitive. As you touch yourself, as you touch your penis, let yourself become aware of the things around you. Usually this will be a bed, the room you are in, maybe some plants, the sky, water. Today of course we are in a Force-protected room with others. Let their auras touch you, become aware of them in the Force."

He scanned the room to make sure that they were all following his instructions and then let his own eyes close, reached out to see the padawans in the Force. Sliding one hand down from his own throat to his erection, he began to masturbate as well.

"It should feel good. What you are doing to yourself and what you feel with your Force-sense. It should fill you with pleasure. Do not let that pleasure overwhelm you. Ride the wave as if you were a seabird, rising with it, but staying above it. Let the waves build. Higher and higher until they become almost more than you can ride above.

There is a very fine line between almost too much and too much. At the start there are times when you will cross it. But as you practice this technique, you will find that it comes more and more naturally to you."

Several of the padawans came, their cries at once of pleasure and disappointment. The strength of their pleasure was strong in the Force. Qui-Gon rode the wave easily, but knew it would be harder for most of the young men and so he gave them a few moments to fight for their equilibrium. One more came and then the rest settled.

"Keep your eyes closed and just listen to the rest of the exercise, please. The rest of you may continue as you are. There is no shame in climaxing too quickly to hear the entire lesson, there is a falseness to the speed we do this at this time and you will, naturally, find that which works for you as you practice.

All right. Once the wave is rushing fast and high enough that you are going to be overwhelmed, let it come -- let your orgasm come, but instead of being drowned by it, I want you to spread your wings and fly above it. That is, I want you to release the orgasm into the Force. The Force is the wind, let it take your wings and toss you to the sky."

Qui-Gon continued to stroke himself, listening and feeling as the padawans tried to do as he had asked. One or two managed, their soft exclamations of amazement threading through the gasps and moans of the young men who did not manage to release themselves into the Force.

When they were all done, he pumped his own erection more strongly and let the pleasure and scent that filled the air push him to his own orgasm. He released it into the Force, feeling buoyed and supported, strengthened.

Opening his eyes again, he smiled reassuringly at the boys. The ones who had succeeded had not come, the ones who had failed did. About a third of the class had done it properly the first time. He admitted, grudgingly even to himself, that this group of padawans were as talented in the Force as Yoda believed.

"Do you understand what you did and will you be able to repeat it?"

The boys who climaxed into the Force all nodded.

"And can you feel how your sexual energy was turned into resources -- for yourself and the space around you?"

More nods.

"Then you may go. The others will remain for a moment."

He smiled reassuringly at the remaining nine once the six boys had left. "I just wanted to assure you all that it takes practice to get this right. Our bodies are geared toward pleasure, but as Jedi we must have the power to control our bodies, to decide that we will not be subject to its needs, that we will use sexual energy to enhance our strength, our abilities. If any of you have questions, or cannot subvert your sexual energy through masturbation after few days of practice, I invite you to see me."

The padawans nodded and murmured and stood. Qui-Gon breathed in deeply, enjoying his strength in the Force, the way giving his arousal and pleasure to the Force made him feel calm and invincible, at peace.

"Always remember that you are Jedi and that for a Jedi there is no passion. There is no hate, there is no love. There is always the Force."

End.