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Archive: MA, any others just ask, I probably won't say no
My Home Page: http://www.jediphiles.com/~mali
Category: PWP; First Time
Rating: NC17
Spoilers: Not a one
Pairing: Um. Obi-Wan/Bruck (this is all Smitty's fault)
Summary: Bruck and Obi-Wan play a game. And in the end, they both win.
Warnings: Underage!! Obi-Wan and Bruck are 16.
Disclaimer: These beautiful boys aren't mine, they belong to George. I'm just playing with them for a bit. I promise to put them back when I'm done. Don't sue - I've got no money. I've spent it all on seeing TPM way too many times and buying SW toys and feeding my Liam obsession.
Feedback: Oh yes, please. Good, bad or indifferent.
Obi-Wan's fingers flew over the keys of the game console, manipulating his player around the flickering holo-board. Across from him, Bruck Chun scowled in concentration as he did the same. The two sixteen-year-old padawans had taken advantage of a rare evening off to revive their long-standing Sana-en-Corpo rivalry. A group of padawans clustered around the game cube, tucked into one corner of the Temple Game Hall, cheering as the game moved quickly from one level to the next.
Within moments, the two contestants reached the pinnacle of the game. They played fast and furious, each trying to outmaneuver the other.
And then it was over. With a roar of triumph, Bruck threw up his hands as Obi-Wan's player blinked off the screen.
"Great game!" Obi-Wan said, sitting back in his chair. "I've never made it that far before."
"It's the first time for me, as well," Bruck said, grinning at Obi-Wan. "And in another second or two, you would have had me."
"So, what was the bet?" This from one of the onlookers.
Obi-Wan looked up and grinned. "Winner's choice."
The entire group erupted in loud cheers, whistles and catcalls.
"You're in trouble now Obi-Wan," another padawan called out.
Obi-Wan laughed out loud. "Am I in trouble, Bruck?"
"Depends on how you define trouble, I suppose," Bruck responded, looking straight at Obi-Wan.
Obi-Wan stared back. The sexual tension that had been simmering between them for the past year or so suddenly came to a boil. "I suppose it does at that," he said softly.
Bruck stood up and walked around the holo-game board. He placed his hands on Obi-Wan's chair and looked down at him. "Winner's choice, right?"
"Right," Obi-Wan said, a little breathless.
Bruck leaned down and pressed his lips against Obi-Wan's. The room erupted again in loud whistles and cheers. It was a quick kiss, soft lips against soft lips, but it spoke volumes. Bruck pulled back and smiled at Obi-Wan. "Can we finish this later?" he asked quietly, so that only Obi-Wan could hear.
"I'd like that, Bruck," Obi-Wan answered, just as quietly.
They left the Game Hall a short time later, trying to act nonchalant, though every Padawan in the room knew what they were up to. Neither Obi-Wan nor Bruck really cared.
"My Master is off-planet," Bruck said. "Do you want to go back to my room with me?"
Obi-Wan's heart began to beat a little faster. He knew what was going to happen if he went with Bruck, and though he was nervous, he knew he was ready. Not trusting his voice, he merely nodded. A few minutes later they were inside the set of rooms shared by Bruck and his Master.
"Do you want something to drink or eat?" Bruck asked, and Obi-Wan realized Bruck must be just as nervous as he was. That made him feel better.
"No, I'm fine."
They stood in the middle of the common room, facing one another, but not actually looking at each other. The silence stretched until it became uncomfortable. Finally, Obi-Wan decided he'd had enough.
"Is your room in there?" Obi-Wan asked, pointing behind Bruck.
"My room?" Bruck asked, and then blushed. "Oh. Right. Yes, that's mine. The door on the left."
"Look, Bruck, if you would rather I left . . . "
"No!" Bruck said sharply. And then softer, "no, Obi-Wan, I'd like you to stay. That is, if you want to."
Instead of answering, Obi-Wan reached over and took Bruck's hand. He smiled at Bruck, and then led him towards the room he'd indicated. As the door slid closed behind them, Obi-Wan turned to Bruck and smiled again. "I've never really done this before," he admitted softly.
"Neither have I," Bruck said, as the two spots of color bloomed even brighter on his cheeks.
"But I really want to," Obi-Wan continued, trying not to look away in embarrassment.
"So do I, Obi-Wan."
Obi-Wan knew he was blushing as much as Bruck was, but somehow, knowing it was the other boy's first time also helped Obi-Wan past some of his nervousness. Taking charge again, he walked over to the bed and undressed, his back to Bruck. He heard clothing rustling behind him and knew Bruck was undressing as well. After a moment he turned to find Bruck staring at him. Specifically at his rapidly growing erection. Bruck was equally aroused, Obi-Wan noted, which only made him harder.
They stared at each other for a long moment, and then Obi-Wan grinned. "I've always wondered if your hair would be white down there too," he said, gesturing towards Bruck's groin and the very white hair at the base of his cock.
Bruck laughed and look down at himself. "What other color should it be?"
The laugh seemed to rid them of their remaining nervousness. Still smiling, Bruck moved to stand in front of Obi-Wan, stopping just before their bodies actually touched. "Still winner's choice?" he asked softly.
"Only if your choice is going to result in neither of us being virgins after tonight," Obi-Wan answered, his voice a husky near-whisper.
Bruck reached up, put his hands on Obi-Wan's shoulders, and leaned forward. "Sounds like a plan," he whispered, and brought their lips together.
Obi-Wan slipped his arms around Bruck's waist and leaned into the kiss. He brought their bodies into full contact, trapping their erections between them, and both boys groaned loudly. Though neither of them had ever actually had sex before, they both knew what was required and were suddenly very eager to experience it.
Theirs was no gentle kiss of exploration. Tongues were shoved deeply into each other's mouths, and lips were abraded by clashing teeth. They kissed the same way they played Sana-en-Corpo, fast and furious, both fighting for control. Their breathing quickly became ragged, and the sound of it whistling harshly through their noses grew louder as they struggled to pull in enough oxygen. Hands slid frantically over skin, squeezing and stroking as their arousal grew to a fevered pitch.
With a gasp, Obi-Wan broke the kiss, his need for air outweighing his desire to consume Bruck's mouth and tongue. "If we keep this up," he panted, forcing himself to stop thrusting against the other boy, "I'm going to come and still be a virgin."
"That won't do, will it?" Bruck laughed breathlessly, resting his forehead on Obi-Wan's shoulder.
They stood together for a bit, allowing their racing heartbeats to slow, and their passion to abate somewhat.
Finally Bruck raised his head and looked at Obi-Wan. "Do you want to get on the bed?" he asked.
Obi-Wan nodded and pulled his arms from around Bruck's waist. With a theatrical sigh, he fell backwards onto the bed and grinned up at Bruck. "I've always wanted to say this," he paused for effect, and then, using a high, silly voice he said, "Come here, lover boy!"
Both boys erupted into laughter. Bruck launched himself on top of Obi-Wan. "I got your lover boy right here," Bruck chortled, grabbing Obi-Wan's cock and giving it a hard squeeze.
Obi-Wan gasped sharply, and both he and Bruck froze, the smiles quickly fading from their lips.
After a long moment of staring at Bruck in shocked silence, Obi-Wan finally managed to find his voice. "Force, Bruck, either let it go or do something with it!" he groaned.
Bruck jerked back, releasing Obi-Wan's penis as if it were scalding his palm. "Oh, sith, I'm sorry, Obi-Wan," he sputtered, eyes going wide. "Did I hurt you?"
Obi-Wan groaned again, this time in frustration. "No, you weren't hurting me, you fool," he said, rolling his eyes at Bruck. "You were driving me insane by just holding it like that."
Bruck looked down at Obi-Wan and began to grin. "It's no wonder we're still virgins."
Obi-Wan laughed out loud. He grabbed Bruck and flipped them over, so that Obi-Wan was on top of Bruck. "Yes, but we are clever young padawans, and we know how to take care of that, right?" He punctuated the question by grinding his pelvis into Bruck's.
Bruck grasped Obi-Wan's hips and held him still so that his wiggling and squirming caused their erections to rub together deliciously. "Just tell me what you want, lover boy," Bruck said, sounding both sexy and funny at the same time.
Obi-Wan chose to focus on the sexy part. He bent down and placed his lips at Bruck's ear. "I want to shove my cock into your ass, Bruck," he whispered, shocking both of them with his lewdness. Bruck shivered beneath him, spurring Obi-Wan on. "I want to ram it in there, hard and deep, Bruck, over and over again. I want to feel my balls slapping your ass each time I shove my cock into you."
Bruck was holding Obi-Wan's hips so tightly that the resulting bruises would last for several days. "Oh, Force, Obi-Wan!" he groaned between clenched teeth.
But Obi-Wan wasn't finished. Feeling powerful and free in a way he'd never experienced before, he was thoroughly enjoying his new-found sexuality. He slipped out his tongue and licked the outside edge of Bruck's ear. Bruck sucked in his breath and shivered again underneath Obi-Wan. "I want to see stars when I come inside of you, Bruck," Obi-Wan murmured against the other boy's ear. Bruck whimpered softly, as his movements beneath Obi-Wan became a bit more frantic. "But do you know what else I want tonight?" Obi-Wan softly nibbled on Bruck's earlobe before continuing. "I want to feel your cock buried deep inside of me too." Obi-Wan knew he'd almost pushed Bruck too far. As the other boy moaned and writhed, Obi-Wan suddenly bit his ear, not hard enough to draw blood, but hard enough to get Bruck's attention. Bruck yelped and jerked his head away, but before he could say anything, Obi-Wan's lips were pressed against his mouth. Any words he might have said were lost as Obi-Wan slid his hot, wet tongue into Bruck's mouth. The kiss was short but electrifying.
"Do you have something we can use?" Obi-Wan growled when he broke the kiss. "Some oil or cream or something?" He pushed himself up off Bruck and kneeled over the other boy.
Bruck nodded, and held out his hand. Immediately Obi-Wan felt the Force around them fluctuate slightly. A small tube of lotion flew from the fresher into Bruck's hand.
"Better not let your Master catch you using the Force for that," Obi-Wan said. He snatched the tube from Bruck's hand and quickly removed the top.
Bruck made a strangled noise, something between a chuckle and a sob as he watched Obi-Wan squeeze some of the lotion into his open palm. "I don't plan on having sex with my Master, Obi-Wan."
Obi-Wan gave Bruck a quick grin, and then hissed as he closed his palm around his erection and quickly slathered the cold lotion over it. "Turn over," he said, moving enough to give Bruck room. "And get up on your knees."
Bruck did as he was told, his quick actions confirming to Obi-Wan that he was as excited as Obi-Wan was. Obi-Wan kneeled between Bruck's spread thighs and touched the puckered ring of muscles with his finger. At Bruck's moan, he began to push his finger slowly into the other boy's body. Slick with lotion, Obi-Wan's finger slid easily inside, and Bruck moaned again. Obi-Wan moved his finger in and out of Bruck's body a few times, and then added a second finger.
"Yes," Bruck hissed softly, as Obi-Wan wiggled his fingers.
Obi-Wan pushed his fingers in deeper, wiggling and scissoring them in an attempt to not only stretch Bruck, but also in search of . . . there! He rubbed the pad of his finger over the small gland and watched in amazement as Bruck suddenly cried out and shoved backwards, clenching Obi-Wan's fingers tightly as he rode out the spasm of pleasure. Obi-Wan was so hard and aching for release that he had to grab the base of his cock to stop himself from coming.
"Oh, Force, Obi-Wan, please do that again."
Still gripping the base of his own penis tightly, Obi-Wan nudged Bruck's prostate with his finger, and Bruck cried out again in pleasure. And once again Obi-Wan's fingers were squeezed in the incredible tight heat of Bruck's body as Bruck clenched his muscles. Obi-Wan couldn't imagine how wonderful it was going to feel to have that tight heat squeezing his penis.
Obi-Wan let out a ragged sigh and started to add a third finger.
"Just do it," Bruck cried out, his body beginning to tremble. "I'm ready!"
"Are you sure?" Obi-Wan asked, even as he pulled his fingers from Bruck's body.
"I think I'll die if you don't fuck me right now," Bruck almost wailed.
Obi-Wan groaned loudly as he began to push his swollen length past the first set of muscles. "I don't want to hurt you, Bruck," Obi-Wan said, his voice tight with need. "So tell me if I do, and I'll go slower."
"Just do it!!" Bruck cried out again as he bucked backwards, trying to impale himself on Obi-Wan's cock.
It was just too much for Obi-Wan, and with a cry of his own, he surged forward, burying himself deeply into the welcoming tight heat of Bruck's body. He had wanted to go slowly, to make sure he didn't hurt Bruck, but he was too young, too inexperienced, and he'd never felt anything as wonderful as the tightness of Bruck's muscles clenching his aching erection.
Obi-Wan had wanted to stretch it out, to take his time, to make sure Bruck enjoyed it every bit as much as he did, but once he began to slide in and out of Bruck's body, nothing mattered except the velvet heat wrapped around his cock. He was only dimly aware of Bruck's cries of pleasure as he pulled out and plunged back in, over and over again. He was so far gone he didn't notice when Bruck began to stroke his own cock in time to Obi-Wan's thrusts.
Nothing he'd ever heard, nothing he'd ever been taught, nothing he'd ever imagined could have prepared him for the intense pleasure of having his cock buried in another man's body as his lover reached orgasm.
Bruck let out a hoarse cry as his body began to jerk and spasm, causing his muscles to contract fiercely around Obi-Wan's already throbbing penis.
It was beyond incredible.
At that point, Obi-Wan could no more stop his own orgasm than he could stop himself from breathing. He felt his balls draw up and tighten. He felt bolts of white-heat surging through his blood, going straight to his cock. As Bruck continued to shudder beneath him, Obi-Wan felt his toes start to curl, felt his fingers digging into Bruck's hips, felt his lip split from where he'd been unconsciously biting it to keep from yelling. And then he lost control completely, and the only thing he felt was the spurting of his seed which seemed to go on forever, and a feeling of pleasure unlike anything he'd ever known before.
When it was over, he just barely managed not to fall on top of Bruck as they sagged to the bed. He turned to Bruck, who had curled up on his side, facing away from Obi-Wan, and wrapped himself around the other boy. Pressing his lips to Bruck's ear, he whispered, "I saw stars, Bruck!"
Bruck chuckled sleepily, and snuggled into Obi-Wan's arms for a short nap. Both boys knew the evening was far from over.
Before long it was Bruck who was seeing stars.
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