WARNING: This story gets a little rough. No non-con sex but
definite B/D and humiliation, with a little S/M thrown in. If
rough sex squicks you, just hit the delete key now.
Special Thanks to Cupcake for the incredibly hot humiliation
idea. I couldn't have done this one without it. Thanks!! And
special thanks to Amber for the beta. Your input was most
appreciated.
Summary: Qui-Gon has a long overdue talk with his Padawan, some
decisions are made about their relationship, and some debts are
paid.
Qui-Gon waited a week before sitting his lover down for a long
talk. Mace had arranged for their week long vacation to be
extended to a month stating personal issues and a need to
concentrate on Obi-Wan's training. During this last week the
Council member had become a rather constant presence, having
dinner with them every night and spending long hours in shared
meditations. Obi-Wan, a bit nervous at first, had taken to the
other man quickly and now looked forward to their time
together.
Qui-Gon had spoken to Mace of his plans to sit Obi-Wan down
this evening. With this in mind, the Jedi master made sure to
make himself scarce. For this, the lovers needed privacy.
Obi-Wan, surprised by the other man's absence, questioned his
master. Qui-Gon merely told him that tonight was for them and
that they would see Mace tomorrow.
Dinner went well with the two men talking of things both in and
out of the Temple. Qui-Gon marveled at just how good it felt to
sit and talk to his padawan. He vowed to himself that the young
man before him would never again doubt his place at his
master's side. And now it was time to make sure of that.
Directing Obi-Wan into the common area, he sat down on the
couch and turned to face him.
"I believe it is past time we talked, love," Qui-Gon said
softly as he reached out to take one of Obi-Wan's hands in his
own.
"Yes, Master," Obi-Wan replied, looking away.
"Obi-Wan?" Qui-Gon questioned, not liking his lover's reaction
at all.
"I am sorry, Master," Obi-Wan said. "I should never have
doubted you. I won't do it again. I promise."
"No, you will not," Qui-Gon assured him. "I will see to that."
"Master?" Something in Qui-Gon's voice gave him pause, and this
time it was Obi-Wan's turn to question.
"I should have made sure you knew of my feelings for you before
I ever attempted to bring Mace into this," Qui-Gon began. "For
what it's worth, I never intended to do that. It just sort of
happened."
"I know," Obi-Wan said.
"Tell me, Padawan. How do you feel about Mace? About his
involvement with us?" Qui-Gon asked. He needed to know. It was
not too late to change things if Obi-Wan did not want this.
"I... I am not sure, Master," Obi-Wan replied. "I care for him.
I enjoy his company. I..."
"Do you wish it to go back to just the two of us, love?"
Qui-Gon asked gently. "It can, you know."
"I know, Qui-Gon," Obi-Wan said, using his name for the first
time since the conversation began. "I... I don't think I want
that. I'm not sure exactly what my feelings are toward Mace,
but I know I don't want to go back to just being friends with
him. I like what we have."
"Very well, love," Qui-Gon said, pleased with Obi-Wan's
honesty. "Now, let me explain a few things to you. First of
all, I love you. I love you above all others. There is no one I
put before you. You are my heart and my soul. If I ever had to
choose between you and Mace, know I would choose you."
"Master... Qui-Gon... I love you, as well," came the softly
stammered reply.
"Second, if a anything I do is too much for you, I want you to
tell me," Qui-Gon continued. "I would rather you tell me than
to find out at the end I had done you harm. You must promise me
this."
"I promise, Master."
"I love you so much, Obi-Wan," Qui-Gon whispered as he pulled
the young man into his arms. "You are everything to me. If I
ever hurt you, truly hurt you, it would kill me. You are the
reason I go on, day after day, year after year. Without you...
well, let's just say being one with the Force would be pretty
tempting."
"Master!" Obi-Wan exclaimed, taken aback by his lover's words.
He knew his master loved him, but to hear such devotion, such
adoration, was so much more than he ever imagined.
"Hush, little one," Qui-Gon instructed as he held him tightly.
"Hush and lay here and let me love you."
"Yes, my love," Obi-Wan whispered as he tenderly kissed
Qui-Gon's neck. "My Master," a kiss to his cheek. "My all," and
soft lips touched.
They stayed like that for most of the night, until Qui-Gon
carried his sleeping lover into their bedroom. They slept fully
clothed, wrapped in each other's arms and bound by each other's
love.
It was a very nervous Mace Windu that came for breakfast the
next morning. He knew Qui had spent the evening talking with
Obi-Wan. He also knew one of the things Qui was going to ask
him was whether or not Obi-Wan wanted to continue their
relationship with him. He understood Qui-Gon's concerns as well
as just what his place in the relationship would be. He could
only hope Obi-Wan would allow it.
The smile on Obi-Wan's face when he opened the door assuaged
part of his worries. But when the young man pulled him inside
and kissed him soundly, all of his doubts fled. For a moment,
he stood and simply allowed Obi-Wan to kiss him. A moment
later, the padawan found himself lifted off the floor by a pair
of strong arms as Mace began to kiss him back as thoroughly as
he could manage.
"Starting without me?" Qui-Gon said from the doorway of the
kitchen as he took in the scene before him. His own cock was
beginning to stir at the sight of his lovers kissing
passionately.
"Do I need to throw some cold water on you two?" Qui-Gon asked
when they made no move to acknowledge him. "Breakfast is ready.
And trust me, you're going to need your strength."
They ate breakfast in companionable silence. Each man felt as
if a weight had been lifted from him. Now all that was left to
do was to finish making amends to Obi-Wan. Both Qui-Gon and
Mace had a great deal to make up to the young man and Qui-Gon
was determined that those reparations be made.
"Obi-Wan," he began once they had all finished eating. "Mace
and I both have a great deal to make up to you. He still has
his original punishment and I need to show you how sorry I am
for causing you to doubt me."
"Master, there is no need..." Obi-Wan began only to have
Qui-Gon stop him.
"Yes, there is," he said firmly. "In this relationship we are
all answerable to our actions. That includes me."
"What did you have in mind, Qui?" Mace asked.
"I thought we might let Obi-Wan decide," he said. "That is, for
one day, he will be our master."
"Well," Mace hedged, trying to think of a way out and failing.
"Um, I do still have a punishment coming." Damn Qui-Gon! He
knows how much I hate being taken by a mere boy.
"Obi-Wan?" Qui-Gon asked. He knew he was asking a great deal of
the young man. He had not even mentioned this to him
beforehand. He was not sure if Obi-Wan felt up to the task of
trying to top both him and Mace at the same time.
"Are you sure you want to do this, Qui-Gon?" Obi-Wan asked in
reply.
"Yes, I do," Qui-Gon said. "I think it would go a long way
toward making our entire relationship more equal."
"When did you want to start?" he asked, his decision made.
"Whenever you like," Qui-Gon said. Mace nodded his agreement,
as well.
"Clean up the kitchen then get undressed and come into the
bedroom," Obi-Wan said as he stood up from the table. Without
another word he walked into the bedroom, closing the door
behind him. He knew he had precious little time to get things
ready. Luckily he already had something in mind for the two
men. He had a feeling they were going to be quite surprised.
Just as Obi-Wan laid the last length of rope on the bed the two
men came in. Both were naked, as he had instructed. They paused
when they saw the lengths of rope laid out on the bed.
Apparently the young man had something in mind already.
"Lay down on the bed on your sides facing each other," Obi-Wan
instructed. "Mace put your head at the top of the bed. Qui-Gon,
put your head at the bottom."
He waited for the two men to comply. He could feel their
anxiety through the Force. Obi-Wan had thought about using
Force inhibitors, but decided against it. He wanted them to be
able to call out to him if need be. He would have to trust them
not to use the Force.
"Move closer now," he instructed once they were on the bed.
"Place your heads at each other's groin, like you're going to
suck one another."
Both men moved forward, and Obi-Wan noticed their erections
awakening. He guessed they liked the idea of sucking each other
off while he watched. Well, he would see just how much they
liked it in a few moments.
"Hands behind your backs," he ordered. Both men paused, then
moved their hands behind their backs. Obi-Wan wasted no time in
moving to bind them. As he worked, he told them that he would
not be putting Force collars on them, that he was going to
trust them not to use the Force unless it was an emergency.
Once he had them bound he stepped back for a moment and took in
the sight before him. The sight of two Jedi masters bound naked
on the bed was quite erotic and he reached his hand down to
caress his own straining flesh. There would be time for that
soon enough.
"Lift your leg, Mace," Obi-Wan instructed. Mace lifted his leg
into the air and held it there. Kneeling on the bed, Obi-Wan
took Qui-Gon's head in his hands and pushed it forward until it
was between Mace's spread thighs. Grasping the dark man's
penis, he pried Qui-Gon's mouth open and pushed it inside. He
continued to push Qui-Gon's head forward until the man's nose
rested in Mace's pubic hair and his long cock was all the way
down his throat.
"Lower your leg," Obi-Wan instructed, his voice growing rough
with desire.
Mace lowered his leg until it rested on Qui-Gon's head,
encasing the man's head. Picking up one of the remaining
lengths of rope, Obi-Wan tied the man's legs together.
Qui-Gon's head was now trapped between Mace's thighs, the man's
cock shoved all the way down his throat.
Obi-Wan quickly repeated the actions, binding Mace's head in
the same way. When he was finished he stepped back again to
survey his work. It was like a picture out of a dream. The two
masters lay on their sides, their arms bound behind their backs
with their heads tied at each other's groin and a hard cock
down each man's throat.
"Do you have any idea how hot you two look?" Obi-Wan said as he
reached down to stroke himself again. "I dreamed this, you
know. It was hot in my dream. But the reality is so much more.
And tied like you are, I can do anything I want to you."
On that note, Obi-Wan turned back to the small chest he had set
out. It contained all of their toys. He fished around for a
moment before pulling out a long, thick dildo. Grabbing the
lube, he moved behind his master and began to coat the object.
Reaching down, he spread his master's cheeks and placed the
head of the rubber phallus at the entrance to his body. Slowly,
he pushed forward, burying the device inside his lover's body
one slow inch at a time. Once he had it half way in, he stopped
and began to thrust it back and forth.
Qui-Gon moaned and felt his penis begin to soften as Obi-Wan
moved the dildo within him. It was not a sensation he was used
to, to say the least. He rarely bottomed and even when he did,
it was never anything but flesh inside of him. His padawan had
managed to come up with a very humiliating punishment. So much
so that he came close to safe wording, something else he had
never done before.
Obi-Wan checked the bond he shared with his master and knew he
was close to pushing the other man past his limits. Shame, fear
and a small amount of pain all filtered through the bond to
him. Being humiliated, especially by his own padawan, was not
something Qui-Gon Jinn was used to. But his master had wanted
this, had asked for it and Obi-Wan was determined to give it to
him. He would just have to trust Qui-Gon to safe word if things
got to be too much for him.
Mace felt the penis in his mouth begin to soften. Whatever
Obi-Wan was doing, Qui was definitely not enjoying it. Taking
the lead a bit, Mace began to suck on the now limp phallus.
Gently, he swirled his tongue around the head before suckling
it. Slowly, it began to harden again.
Obi-Wan thrust the dildo back and forth rapidly making sure to
strike Qui-Gon's prostate each time. That combined with Mace's
mouth caused him to thrust his hips forward, pushing his cock
in even deeper. The gurgling sounds that came from Mace made
Obi-Wan smile and he pushed the dildo into his master's body
harder and faster.
Qui-Gon did not know how much more he could take. Obi-Wan was
fucking his ass ruthlessly now. The dildo plunged in and out of
his body at a savage pace. It hurt, but the humiliation was the
worst. To be bound like this and used as nothing more than a
convenient hole tore at him. And to be made to enjoy it was the
worst of all. He was close to orgasm. The relentless pounding
on his prostate coupled with Mace's sweet mouth was sending him
hurtling toward the edge.
Obi-Wan monitored the bond as he brought his master closer and
closer to completion. The nearer Qui-Gon's orgasm came, though,
the greater his despair grew as he fought his growing
enjoyment. This did not please Obi-Wan at all. Like every man,
his master had limits. While Obi-Wan delighted in being able to
test those limits, he had no intention of crossing over them.
When he knew his master was but a few strokes from completion,
Obi-Wan stopped. He felt the shudder that ran through his
lover's body at the sudden cessation. He was surprised,
however, when Qui-Gon actually bucked back trying to drive the
rubber phallus into his body. As much as his mind may have
resented it, his body knew what it wanted. And what it wanted
was to be fucked.
"Oh, my Qui-Gon," Obi-Wan whispered to him as he pulled the
dildo from his body. "I can't wait to take you. That was just a
warm up. Before this day is over, you'll feel my cock inside
you, filling you, taking you, making you mine."
Obi-Wan reached down and thrust his finger into his lover's
loosened hole. Qui-Gon grunted at the unexpected intrusion and
tried to shy away, but Obi-Wan held him in place. He began to
pump his finger in and out roughly, letting Qui-Gon know that
his humiliation was far from over.
Reluctantly, he pulled his finger out and moved over to kneel
behind Mace. He grabbed Mace's ass cheek and pulled them apart,
settling the head of the dildo at his opening. Leaning forward,
he placed his mouth close to the Jedi master's ear and
whispered.
"Do you feel that, Mace? I was just fucking Qui-Gon with it.
It's still warm from his body. Now I'm going to fuck you." With
that, he began to push the dildo into the other man's body.
Mace moaned as he felt it slide home. Though Qui-Gon had used
dildoes on him a great deal when they were together, it had
been some years since then. The rubber intruder felt as foreign
to him as it had to Qui-Gon. And the fact that it was Qui-Gon's
padawan that was fucking him like this gave him his own sense
of shame.
Slowly at first, Obi-Wan thrust the dildo inside the Council
member. Little by little he built up speed until he was
pounding Mace as thoroughly as he had Qui-Gon. Obi-Wan sent a
tendril of Force swirling around Mace, checking his condition.
He was pleased to find that the man was no where near as
distressed as his master had been. With that knowledge spurring
him on, he reached out and began to fondle Mace's testicles,
drawing a moan of pleasure from the bound man.
From the way Mace was moving, Qui-Gon could tell Obi-Wan was
using the dildo on him now. Even though Mace's cock never
softened, Qui-Gon began to run his tongue over it as best he
could, trying to return a little bit of the pleasure he had
been given. If Obi-Wan's words were true, he was going to need
Mace to get through what was to come.
Mace approached his orgasm much faster than Qui-Gon had and
Obi-Wan was forced to stop. He pulled the dildo from the man's
loosened anus then reached over to grab the tube of lube he had
laid nearby. Spreading a generous amount on his hard cock, he
rolled the two men over until Mace was on the top with Qui-Gon
trapped beneath him. Pulling Mace's cheeks apart again, he
positioned himself at the small, dark hole.
"Since Qui went first before," Obi-Wan said. "I thought I might
let you go first this time."
Pushing forward slowly and steadily, Obi-Wan sank his cock in
to the hilt in one smooth motion. Obi-Wan moaned at the tight
heat that encased his flesh. It felt like his cock was being
burned as he held himself still and allowed Mace to adjust.
When he felt the spincter relax, he began to thrust. Small in
and out strokes soon turned to deep, hard thrusts and he took
his pleasure. Every lunge forward pushed Mace's cock down
Qui-Gon's throat as Obi-Wan rutted in him.
Qui did his best to offer what pleasure he could, finally
opting to just open his throat and let himself be fucked. It
was not as if he had a lot of choice in the matter. It was that
or choke. And he had a sneaking suspicion that if he choked,
Obi-Wan would be most displeased with him. The position,
though, made him feel even more vulnerable as the combined
weight of the two men bore down on him.
Mace moaned again as Obi-Wan continued his unending assault.
Force, he could not believe how good it felt to be taken like
this. And by a padawan, no less. His very humiliation thrilled
him, causing his cock to harden even more as Obi-Wan pounded
into him.
Much too soon, Obi-Wan felt his orgasm drawing near. The
prolonged foreplay combined with the knowledge of just what he
was doing and to whom was more than he could withstand. With a
shout, he slammed his hips forward and came, shooting deep
inside Mace's body.
The feel of Obi-Wan's cock pulsing inside of him was the last
straw for Mace. With a muffled shout of his own, he came,
shooting his cum down Qui-Gon's unwilling throat as Obi-Wan
filled him.
It was all too much for Qui-Gon. Having his ass penetrated,
having Mace come down his throat, being bound like this, he
could not take it any more. A wave of fresh shame washed over
him as he realized he had failed. He only hoped his Obi-Wan
could forgive him.
//No more. Please, Obi-Wan. No more.// Qui-Gon sent along their
bond, his eyes closing as soft tears leaked out.
Obi-Wan's reaction was immediate. As gently as he could, he
pulled himself from Mace's body and rolled them back onto their
sides. He quickly began to remove the bonds holding his master
in place. First off came the rope tying Mace's legs together.
Once that was free, he lifted the Council member's leg and
pulled his master's head back and off of Mace's spent cock.
Next, he did the same for Mace, then released both of their
hands.
Once they were freed, Obi-Wan moved to help his master sit up.
Qui-Gon could not bring himself to look at his disappointed
lover. He had asked for this and then was unable to take it.
What kind of example did that set for his Obi-Wan?
Mace took in the two men before him and knew what had happened.
In all their times together, Qui-Gon had never safe worded. He
could tell from the man's lack of eye contact that he was upset
with himself. How the boy handled this would make or break this
entire encounter. He sat back to watch, hoping against hope
that Obi-Wan could manage to salvage this.
"I am sorry..." Qui-Gon began only to be silenced by a finger
on his lips.
"You have nothing to be sorry for," Obi-Wan admonished. "You
both did beautifully. I am so proud of you. You were
magnificent. You both were."
"I... I couldn't..." Qui-Gon faltered. Obi-Wan sat down on the
bed beside him and pulled him into his arms then. He motioned
for Mace to move to his other side so he could talk to both men
at once.
"You think I should be angry? Disappointed?" Obi-Wan asked.
"I asked for it," Qui-Gon replied. "I should have been able to
take it."
"And if it had been me?" Obi-Wan pressed. "If I had safe worded
again. Would you have been angry or disappointed?"
"No, of course not," Qui-Gon answered automatically, realizing
the trap too late.
"You did beautifully, my Master," Obi-Wan said softly. "You
held out as long as you could. I was so proud of you. Proud of
both of you. Mace, I know you don't like to be taken,
especially by a padawan. Yet you endured it, even enjoyed it.
Neither of you could have pleased me more."
"Thank you, my love," Qui-Gon whispered as he snuggled down
into the embrace.
Mace turned them slightly and pressed himself against Obi-Wan's
back. Reaching around, he wrapped his arms around his lovers
and held them. It looked like the boy had managed to salvage
things after all. He thought he might just have to alter his
opinion of a certain padawan if things kept up.
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