A Rain of Tears
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Category:
Star Wars (All) › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
4
Views:
3,410
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own the Star Wars movie series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Relief
Obi-Wan trembled against the two Jedi, his eyes fluttering open to see Janna gazing tenderly at him. The Healer’s eyes darkened before his very gaze, and before he understood what was happening, the younger Jedi found himself being kissed passionately. Behind them, Mace sighed in pleasure as Janna’s weight forced Obi-Wan’s body back against his own.
“I think that this one has entirely too many clothes on,” the senior Jedi murmured playfully, grinding his cock against the wiry body. “Perhaps we should take care of that, hmm, Janna?” He exchanged a lascivious glance with the Healer.
“Permit me,” the Twi’lek spoke throatily, eyes gleaming with satisfaction as she began to open Obi-Wan’s robes. Between them, the ginger-haired young man closed his eyes in acceptance of their gift, a small grunt of pleasure escaping his mouth as Mace’s hands roamed down his torso to press against the younger man’s bulging groin.
“You are not helping matters, Mace,” Janna scolded with some amusement, her own hands wandering over the young man’s warm skin. “Help me to get his leggings off…”
“Eager, isn’t he,” the elder Jedi asked with a small grin as Obi-Wan squirmed to press his groin into the lingering hand. “But I do want to see this body without any covering, except perhaps for his own seed, that is,” Mace smirked lasciviously.
“Pervert,” the Healer responded fondly.
“Always,” the man retorted, a small grin on his face. Between them, Obi-Wan whimpered pathetically, begging wordlessly to be touched.
Hurriedly, the two divested the ginger-haired Jedi of the last of his clothing, until all three were as naked as the day they were born. When at last Mace could touch bare flesh, he grasped the younger man’s cock in one hand and proceeded to stroke it slowly, sliding his palm up and down the hard column. Obi-Wan arched up into the touch, alternately begging and swearing at the sparks of pleasure. Janna was enjoying herself by tending to her friend’s nipples, first licking, then sucking, then biting, causing alternating sensations of pleasure and pain.
By the time Obi-Wan was reduced to a writhing mass of passionate flesh, Mace and Janna had coordinated their efforts. The senior Jedi had charge of the younger man’s lower body, and was busily sucking Obi-Wan’s cock while simultaneously stroking the long, slender legs; the Healer busied herself by kissing the young man senseless as she twisted and pinched his abused nipples. As for the young man himself, Obi-Wan barely knew which side was up, much less where exactly Mace’s hands were heading. So, when fingers stroked against his anal hole, sending ticklish shivers up his spine, the young Master could only throw his head back with a sharp cry of surprised anticipation.
“I think he wants it,” Janna grinned down at Mace, licking the side of their victim’s neck.
Mace pressed the tip of his finger into the ring of muscles, delighting in the whimpers the action elicited. “I know he wants it,” the older man responded with a smirk. “The question is, does he know he wants it.” The two exchanged glances. “Obi, have you ever…”
“Yessss…” Obi-Wan hissed out, striving to bring his breathing under control. “Been…long time…not since…Qui-Gon…” He whimpered in protest when both his lovers ceased their ministrations.
“You…and Qui-Gon?” Mace’s face was unreadable, causing the younger man to shrink away in apprehension. “Stop moving, Obi-Wan, I am not angry, only…surprised. Shocked, even. I had no idea that you and Qui-Gon were lovers.” Jana nodded in agreement, her own surprise apparent.
Obi-Wan turned his face away from their curiosity. “We weren’t lovers. It was…only once.” Jana and Mace exchanged glances, then moved embrace him tighter.
“Tell us about it?” Jana suggested quietly, resting her chin on her friend’s shoulder. Obi-Wan shrugged slightly.
“Not much to tell,” he muttered against Mace’s shoulder. “I…was curious as to how males copulated together, and expressed my interest to Master Qui-Gon. He…asked if I was sexually interested in males, and then offered to teach me.”
“And what did you answer,” the elder Jedi asked softly, his eyes looking somberly down at the ginger hair.
The younger Jedi shrugged again. “I…told him that I had been…dreaming…about lying with males…He was very understanding. When…when he offered, I couldn’t…I couldn’t help but say yes. I…needed it. I needed it,” Obi repeated softly, the words almost lost against Mace’s shoulder.
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AN: Ok, so I didn't get to the actual sex part...oh, well. Please review! I want to know if this style of writing is pleasing. I've never posted one of my sex stories before...well, the truth is, no one else has ever read one of my sex stories. I would love to have some helpful feedback!
“I think that this one has entirely too many clothes on,” the senior Jedi murmured playfully, grinding his cock against the wiry body. “Perhaps we should take care of that, hmm, Janna?” He exchanged a lascivious glance with the Healer.
“Permit me,” the Twi’lek spoke throatily, eyes gleaming with satisfaction as she began to open Obi-Wan’s robes. Between them, the ginger-haired young man closed his eyes in acceptance of their gift, a small grunt of pleasure escaping his mouth as Mace’s hands roamed down his torso to press against the younger man’s bulging groin.
“You are not helping matters, Mace,” Janna scolded with some amusement, her own hands wandering over the young man’s warm skin. “Help me to get his leggings off…”
“Eager, isn’t he,” the elder Jedi asked with a small grin as Obi-Wan squirmed to press his groin into the lingering hand. “But I do want to see this body without any covering, except perhaps for his own seed, that is,” Mace smirked lasciviously.
“Pervert,” the Healer responded fondly.
“Always,” the man retorted, a small grin on his face. Between them, Obi-Wan whimpered pathetically, begging wordlessly to be touched.
Hurriedly, the two divested the ginger-haired Jedi of the last of his clothing, until all three were as naked as the day they were born. When at last Mace could touch bare flesh, he grasped the younger man’s cock in one hand and proceeded to stroke it slowly, sliding his palm up and down the hard column. Obi-Wan arched up into the touch, alternately begging and swearing at the sparks of pleasure. Janna was enjoying herself by tending to her friend’s nipples, first licking, then sucking, then biting, causing alternating sensations of pleasure and pain.
By the time Obi-Wan was reduced to a writhing mass of passionate flesh, Mace and Janna had coordinated their efforts. The senior Jedi had charge of the younger man’s lower body, and was busily sucking Obi-Wan’s cock while simultaneously stroking the long, slender legs; the Healer busied herself by kissing the young man senseless as she twisted and pinched his abused nipples. As for the young man himself, Obi-Wan barely knew which side was up, much less where exactly Mace’s hands were heading. So, when fingers stroked against his anal hole, sending ticklish shivers up his spine, the young Master could only throw his head back with a sharp cry of surprised anticipation.
“I think he wants it,” Janna grinned down at Mace, licking the side of their victim’s neck.
Mace pressed the tip of his finger into the ring of muscles, delighting in the whimpers the action elicited. “I know he wants it,” the older man responded with a smirk. “The question is, does he know he wants it.” The two exchanged glances. “Obi, have you ever…”
“Yessss…” Obi-Wan hissed out, striving to bring his breathing under control. “Been…long time…not since…Qui-Gon…” He whimpered in protest when both his lovers ceased their ministrations.
“You…and Qui-Gon?” Mace’s face was unreadable, causing the younger man to shrink away in apprehension. “Stop moving, Obi-Wan, I am not angry, only…surprised. Shocked, even. I had no idea that you and Qui-Gon were lovers.” Jana nodded in agreement, her own surprise apparent.
Obi-Wan turned his face away from their curiosity. “We weren’t lovers. It was…only once.” Jana and Mace exchanged glances, then moved embrace him tighter.
“Tell us about it?” Jana suggested quietly, resting her chin on her friend’s shoulder. Obi-Wan shrugged slightly.
“Not much to tell,” he muttered against Mace’s shoulder. “I…was curious as to how males copulated together, and expressed my interest to Master Qui-Gon. He…asked if I was sexually interested in males, and then offered to teach me.”
“And what did you answer,” the elder Jedi asked softly, his eyes looking somberly down at the ginger hair.
The younger Jedi shrugged again. “I…told him that I had been…dreaming…about lying with males…He was very understanding. When…when he offered, I couldn’t…I couldn’t help but say yes. I…needed it. I needed it,” Obi repeated softly, the words almost lost against Mace’s shoulder.
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AN: Ok, so I didn't get to the actual sex part...oh, well. Please review! I want to know if this style of writing is pleasing. I've never posted one of my sex stories before...well, the truth is, no one else has ever read one of my sex stories. I would love to have some helpful feedback!