Sequel to: This series follows the Revenge Series. Obi is
20-ish here.
Archive: Yes to M-A
Category: Humor, PWP
Rating: NC-17
Feedback: Please!!
Summary: Obi-Wan gets a startling revelation and takes matters
into his own, um... hands.
Obi-Wan stood outside the door to his master's bed room. He
wanted to talk to his master about their upcoming mission but
something made him hesitate. Putting the vague feeling aside,
he raised his hand to key the door when he heard a low moan.
Obi-Wan froze. He quickly reached along their bond to see if
his master was in distress. What he found were shields. Very
strong shields, designed specifically to keep his padawan out.
Obi-Wan knew that if he called to his master, Qui-Gon would
hear him, but the man's shielding allowed his padawan no access
to his thoughts or feelings at all. Obi-Wan decided that he
would do something about that.
He keyed the door and found it locked. At this point, he was
not surprised. With only the slightest twinge of guilt, he
keyed in the override code. He did have the presence of mind to
make sure his master was alone in the room. It would not do to
barge in on the man if he were... entertaining.
The door slid open silently and Obi-Wan stepped boldly forward.
What he saw stopped him dead in his tracks. Qui-Gon lay spread
out on his bed, completely naked. And though, Obi-Wan had seen
his master naked on several occasions. He had never before seen
the man aroused and pleasuring himself.
Qui-Gon moaned again as he ran his thumb over the head of his
hard cock. Clear fluid oozed from the swollen tip as his large
hand stroked himself. His other hand squeezed and fondled his
tightly drawn balls, dragging a sharp gasp from himself.
Obi-Wan stood mesmerized. Even in his most wicked fantasies he
had never imagined his master could look so wanton. It was all
the young man could do not to swat the man's hands away and
replace them with his own. He took a half step backward,
intending to leave. He had no business intruding on his master
like this. Qui-Gon's voice stopped him cold.
"Obi-Wan..." the Jedi master moaned as he continued to stroke
his leaking cock. Obi-Wan's eyes shot to the man's face, but
his master's eyes were still tightly closed. The young man
licked his lips at the sight before him, his own cock hard and
aching in his pants.
"Please, Padawan..." Qui-Gon moaned again and it was more than
Obi-Wan could take. He walked forward as quietly as he could
and in one swift movement replaced his master's hand with his
own mouth.
Qui-Gon's eyes shot open as his cock was suddenly engulfed in
the hot, wet mouth of his padawan. He groaned loudly as he
looked down at that red-gold head bobbing up and down on him.
He writhed as Obi-Wan took him in as deeply as he could, until
the man's cock hit the back of his throat. Even then, his
padawan tried to take still more of him in.
Obi-Wan was in heaven. His master's cock was down his throat
and the man was starting to thrust in and out of his own
accord. He knew Qui-Gon would not last long and he savored
every second of this oh so intimate contact. And when he was
finished he planned on having a few words with his master about
keeping his padawan in the dark. The mushroom treatment, he
could live without.
Qui-Gon thrust his hips gently, trying to sink more of his cock
in his student's willing mouth. He did not want to hurt the
man, but he was being consumed. He felt Obi-Wan reach up and
caress his sac and it was enough to push him over the edge.
With a strangled shout he trust up hard and came, shooting his
cum down his padawan's throat.
Obi-Wan swallowed greedily as Qui-Gon came in his mouth. He
savored the slightly bitter taste as he rolled it around his
tongue. This was a taste he could definitely acquire. At last,
he released his master's softening member and cast his eyes up
to meet those of his master for the first time.
The look on Qui-Gon's face could only be described as sated
horror. Obi-Wan could almost hear the wheels turning as the man
began to castigate himself for what had just taken place. Never
mind the fact that Obi-Wan was the one to instigate it.
Deciding that something had to be done and quickly, the young
man said the first thing he could think of.
"You misled me, my Master," Obi-Wan said with a smirk.
"I am sorry, Padawan..." Qui-Gon began only to have Obi-Wan
reach up and lay a silencing finger on his lips.
"You told me virgins taste better," Obi-Wan continued quickly.
"You were wrong."
"Obi-Wan..."
"You taste the very best of all." Qui-Gon reached down and drew
his padawan up to lie beside him. Obi-Wan went readily and soon
found himself being kissed thoroughly.
"Somehow I think you will taste better," Qui-Gon mused as the
taste of his seed in Obi-Wan's mouth made him hard again.
"Master, we're not going to do anything unsanitary, are we?"
Obi-Wan asked when they broke for air.
"Oh, yes, my Obi-Wan," Qui-Gon replied, his eyes shining
brightly. "Very, very unsanitary."
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