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The Jedi and the Gungan	By : Devastator77 Category: Star Wars (All) > Slash - Male/Male Views: 5256 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 3: Multiple Climaxes!
“Assume the position, Skywalker,” the Gungan said. “And don’t play the fool; you know which position I’m referring to.”
Based on the Gungan’s carefully chosen word emphasis, Anakin did indeed know which position he meant. He moved as slowly as he could, stalling for time as the Force would gradually return to him. It had to. Otherwise, he might never escape. Anakin didn’t know what frightened him more: the possibility of never escaping and remaining a sex slave, or the possibility that he would feel pleasure as the Gungan continued to sexually exploit his body in every conceivable way.
Anakin leaned forward on his knees, and placed his elbows on the forest floor, so that his ass was raised high and facing the direction of the Gungan. Like an akk dog awaiting its mate, Anakin was in the perfect position to be taken from behind. Anakin had hoped the Force would have returned to him fully by now, but he had prepared himself in case it did not. Only, the Gungan did not do what Anakin had expected, not at all.
Lowering himself until his mouth was at the level of Anakin’s raised ass, the Gungan’s tongue whipped from his mouth in a movement so fast that Anakin could barely feel anything. When the Gungan whipped his tongue forward again, he let it linger around Anakin’s exposed anus, prompting the Jedi to swear out loud.
The Gungan’s tongue swirled around Anakin’s tight orifice, spit dripping everywhere as the Gungan thoroughly lubricated the Jedi’s entrance.
Anakin let out a series of short breaths as he felt the Gungan’s lengthy tongue explore his ass like it had never been explored before. Anakin felt a pang of guilt at the pleasure he was experiencing. He thought of his Padawan lover, Ferus, and wondered how in the Force he would ever explain this to him. First, however, he needed to escape; he would just have to let the Gungan have his way with him until his power returned. He wasn’t sure he could ever tell Ferus, not with all that had happened to him since the morning. He could only hope that he would be able to escape; then he could worry about telling Ferus.
Licking Anakin’s ass several times more, the Gungan removed his tongue and paused. “Thinking of someone else, Jedi?”
“Your thoughts are a little muddled, but I sense your thoughts dwell on another. That just won’t do. Now that you’re all wet, I suggest you start thinking about me because I’m about to fill more than just your thoughts, Jedi boy.”
Grabbing hold of Anakin's ass, the Gungan raised his cock, pressing it against Anakin’s thoroughly moist entrance. The Gungan then applied pressure, penetrating the Jedi’s tight hole.
A soft whimper escaped Anakin’s lips. Seizing the moment, the Gungan pushed slowly deeper and deeper until his entire length was buried inside the Jedi. Anakin arched his back in ecstasy as he felt the Gungan’s massive meat make its way further inside Anakin than he had ever thought possible.
The Gungan remained lodged inside him for a long moment, savoring the feeling of being one with the Jedi boy before him. He could feel the Jedi’s tight hole pressing firmly around his warm, thick cock. Firmly squeezing Anakin’s smooth buttcheeks with two huge hands, the Gungan pushed himself back ever so slowly until only his foreskin-covered cockhead remained inside the Jedi.
Anakin desperately licked his dry lips as he could feel the Gungan moving out of him. After a brief pause, Anakin heard a crude ‘pop’ as the Gungan removed his cockhead from the Jedi.
Anakin suddenly felt empty, almost as empty as he felt without the Force to actively call upon. He could feel the Force passively working within him; if he could make it through the next few minutes, he should be able to call upon it once more.
As if sensing the Jedi’s emptiness, the Gungan abruptly thrust forward, impaling Anakin on his throbbing meatstick. The high-pitched moans coming from Anakin fueled the Gungan’s passion, prompting him to thrust his full length repeatedly in and out of Anakin’s trembling body.
The Gungan’s low-dropping ballsack slapped lewdly against Anakin’s own package, causing the Jedi’s semi-hardon to enlarge into a raging erection. Precum dripped from the Jedi’s dick as he was taken from behind by the massive Gungan.
Anakin cried out in shock and uncontrollable pleasure as he felt the Gungan’s warm seed suddenly fill him to the brim, white milky fluid dripping from his anus.
Only, the Gungan wasn’t slowing down. After unleashing his load inside of him, the Gungan continued pumping Anakin’s ass.
“Didn’t I tell you, Skywalker?” the Gungan let out in-between thrusts. “We Gungans can have…multiple climaxes. I only, Ah!..came once when you sucked me earlier because I chose to. I could just as easily have kept on going, but I wanted to…Uh, by the Force you’re tight!...get to the main attraction quickly you see,” the Gungan let out in sporadic breaths as he pummeled Anakin faster and faster.
Torrents of cum filled Anakin’s insides as the Gungan came a second time, eliciting more moans from the Padawan. Anakin was close to cumming himself, when the Gungan abruptly stopped. Pulling out of Anakin’s dripping hole, the Gungan turned to face his three crewmates who were still standing in a semi-circle around Anakin, each of them sporting full erections.
“Now that this Padawan has been sufficiently…lubricated, it’s time we showed him the full extent of Gungan hospitality.”
“Dissa gonna be berry berry good,” the nearest Gungan said, grinning a wide-mouthed toothy grin. He moved a step closer, eyeing Anakin’s ass and the small puddle of Gungan semen forming on the forest floor.
“Meesa get de mouth. It’s a-lookin’ lonely over der,” another said.
“Meesa joinin’ yousa. Jedi already been suckin’ one Gungan, he’sa gonna have two to suck dis time,” the remaining one replied.
It took a moment for Anakin to fully comprehend what was about to take place. When he had told the Gungan to call his cohorts closer to distract them, Anakin hadn’t thought it through. Sure, he hadn’t expected them to just stand there the whole time, but he thought they would at least…take turns. He hadn’t anticipated a Gungan being able to have multiple climaxes, nor did he expect his Force powers to take this long to return to him. Anakin silently swore at himself for being so naïve and so eager to escape that he had moved too quickly, underestimating both the strength of the Force-blocking serum and the insatiable lust of the Gungans.
“Do I detect hesitation, young Jedi?” the Gungan inquired.
“Speaking flawless Basic wasn’t the only thing I learned as a failed Jedi Padawan. Despite my disgust with the Jedi Order, I did appreciate the value of Jedi honesty, and still do. Just because I’m a slaver now doesn’t mean I don’t still value honesty. In fact, I might even appreciate it now more than ever. I promised that if you cooperated, I wouldn’t let these more…primitive Gungans harm you, and I keep my word. That doesn’t mean you won’t be stretched to the limits though…”
The other Gungans stifled laughter as they moved into position.
Anakin cleared his mind of fear and anger and focused on the Force, hoping that it would return in a sudden flash of inspiration so he could escape what came next.
But it did not.
He would have to play the part of a willing slave in order to keep the Gungan and his minions off guard. Taking a deep breath, Anakin looked up as two Gungans approached his face, and he could hear the two behind him moving closer to his exposed rear.
Anakin was tempted to roll or duck out of the way as the Gungans drew closer, but he held his ground. He repositioned himself only slightly, remaining on his knees, bent over, ass raised slightly, like an akk dog in heat.
Sunlight from the trees above was hidden from view as the two Gungans in front of him moved their large cocks squarely in front of his face.
“And so it begins,” Anakin thought to himself as he felt the Gungans rubbing their members across Anakin’s flushed cheeks and lips. A small tear welled up in Anakin’s eye as he thought of Ferus, but he quickly blinked it away, replacing it with a boyish grin.
Any possible numbness, discomfort, or even pleasure he would soon feel was irrelevant. For when he finally did make his move, these Gungans would never see it coming.
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Anakin opened his mouth wide in anticipation of what was to come. He did not want to go through another forced oral session with a Gungan ever again. If he could at least appear to be eager and willing, perhaps the Gungans would take it easier and remain off guard long enough for the Force to fully return to him.
Both of the Gungans in front of him pushed their juicy cocks forward at the same time, entering Anakin’s wide open maw, stopping a quarter of the way as they could not both fit inside his mouth right away. Being Gungans, their dicks had a distinct rubbery texture that remained both hard and flexible at the same time. This put Gungans in a unique position to put their massive pricks in small openings with more ease than most other species.
Wriggling their cocks in unison, the Gungan’s lengthy members slowly slid further into Anakin’s mouth, causing the Jedi to gag as he was overwhelmed by the sheer size of the Gungan meat before him. Once again, the Force passively protected him from any serious harm as he was completely filled by lustful flesh.
“Yousa mouth is muy muy moist,” one of the Gungan’s remarked as he grabbed Anakin’s head and pushed forward, thrusting his cock in further down the Padawan’s throat.
Not wanting to be left behind, his companion also thrust forward, cramming his member inside Anakin’s mouth, causing Anakin’s cheeks to bulge as they were stuffed with throbbing Gungan meat.
One of the Gungans pushed his entire length down Anakin’s throat while the other kept up a steady rhythm of thrusting in and out of Anakin’s overstuffed face.
As Anakin moaned uncontrollably, the two Gungans behind him wasted no time. He couldn’t tell which was the lead Gungan who spoke perfect Basic, but it didn’t really matter at this point. Anakin felt gratuitous wads of spit drip down his anus, mixing with the already copious amounts of semen still dripping from him. Bracing himself, Anakin almost blacked out when he felt two equally massive cocks push deep into his ass, spreading him wide.
If his insides had not been coated with large streams of thick Gungan semen, both cocks simply could not have fit. As it was, the Gungans were forced to move at a slower pace in order to advance further into Anakin’s warm ass.
Anakin’s groans were muffled by the two meaty cocks ramming down his throat, and he could do nothing but remain where he was as he was spit-roasted and double-penetrated in both of his openings.
The Gungans in front of him came first, huge loads of cum sliding down Anakin’s throat as he was forced to swallow. Cum also burst forth from his mouth, oozing down his lips and onto the lush grass below.
As if on cue, he felt a sudden surge as the Gungans behind him both came, their warm, sticky seed filling him just as Gungan seed was sliding down his throat.
Instead of stopping, however, all four Gungans merely paused for a brief moment then continued to gangbang the Jedi at an increasingly rapid pace, letting loose with all the lust and passion they could muster.
The taut, smooth, muscular bodies of the four Gungans moved in tandem as they rammed their massive rods in and out of the Jedi. Gungan balls swayed back and forth, slapping obscenely against the Jedi boy and each other as fluids gushed everywhere and the sun reached its zenith high above the forest canopy.
Anakin felt numb in several parts of his body, but he also felt a tremendous pleasure as huge, juicy cocks and warm, milky cum filled him at both ends. His own erection was throbbing uncontrollably, and his mind became a blur of thrusting cocks and spurting semen.
The Gungans came again in unison, pumping Anakin full of more seed, large pools of spunk covering the grass below. Without warning, the two Gungans pulled their shafts from Anakin’s mouth and unloaded another fountain of cum, this time covering Anakin’s face, hair, and almost every other part of his front that had not yet been coated in spunk.
The other two Gungans thrust fully inside him once more as Anakin’s moans were no longer muffled. His moans were like gurgles though, as cum continued to dribble out of his mouth and down his throat. Pulling out of his now gaping hole, the Gungans behind him slapped their dicks loudly against Anakin’s asscheeks. One of the Gungans ejaculated all over Anakin’s feet, legs, buttocks, and back as sexual fluids now covered Anakin from head to toe.
The remaining Gungan whispered something inaudible in Anakin’s ear, and Anakin suddenly knew which Gungan was the last one standing: the leader, the one known only as “the Gungan.” The Gungan took a step back and thrust forward one last time, entering Anakin fully in under a second. Burying his dick to the base inside Anakin’s used ass, the Gungan let out a blast of cum that knocked Anakin off his knees, releasing a wild energy inside the Jedi, causing Anakin to cum as well.
The lead Gungan slowly pulled his spent, spunk-covered member out of the Padawan and took a seat across from his crewmates on the grass near Anakin. Anakin let out a heavy sigh and sat down as well, fluids oozing all over his perspiring, lithe Jedi body.
Then all at once it hit him. The Force! It had returned to him. Anakin moved with lightning speed, calling his lightsaber to his hand and force pushing the three closest Gungans clear to the other side of the forest clearing. As he turned and brought his lightsaber to bear on the lead Gungan, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his neck.
“No…it…it can’t be,” Anakin mumbled as he fell to his knees. Somehow, the Gungan had known precisely when Anakin would strike and somehow he had fired another serum-infused dart at the Jedi before Anakin could attack with his lightsaber. Blackness filled his vision and he collapsed.
“Sleep well, little Skywalker. You’ve had a busy day. I’ll give you an hour, more than enough for a Jedi to recuperate,” the Gungan said, placing his intricately textured hand on the Jedi’s cum-covered body.
“Boys, take this Jedi to the lake and clean him up,” the Gungan ordered his underlings.
As the three Gungans finally got back on their feet, they dragged Anakin to the nearby lake and began washing him, occasionally licking the Jedi in the process.
Little did they know that Anakin was not unconscious. He was fully aware of his surroundings. For he had seen the dart coming and had entered a Jedi trance moments before it struck him. He managed to mutter a few words to convince the Gungan that he had succeeded in surprising Anakin. Anakin needed time to purge his system of the Force-blocking serum. But since he had seen it coming, it shouldn’t take him more than an hour to do so.
The Gungan would never see it coming. Anakin would be free, his captors would face Anakin’s wrath, and Anakin would never ever allow slavery to touch his life ever again. Once his trance ended and he subdued the Gungan, he would free his mother, his friends, and he would return to the Jedi a hero, a savior, a freer of slaves.
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Touching down on Naboo, the three Jedi left their starfighters in Theed hangar, setting out to find Anakin Skywalker.
Obi-Wan had agreed to take the transport to Naboo’s moon to try to trace Anakin’s steps. Ferus had no doubt that if Anakin was on Naboo’s moon, Obi-Wan would find him.
Siri had made contact with the royal palace and Queen Jamillia on Naboo to coordinate search parties with the Naboo security force.
Ferus had been assigned to investigate Theed city and spaceport, but had found nothing so far. But as any Jedi knew very well, finding nothing out of place was almost as much of a clue as finding something wrong.
And that’s when Ferus saw it. An unusually clean, bright spot on the polished floor leading up to a transport boarding ramp. Something had spilled here recently, sometime in the last two days most likely, that someone took great care to clean up, leaving the floor around the spot dirty.
Had it just been a fuel spill from a nearby ship? A beverage spill from a boarding passenger? Or could it have been something more sinister? Traces of blood from a wound perhaps? A harmful or valuable toxin that an attacker would want to remove all traces of?
Ferus could not know for sure, but he looked past the spot and noticed scuff marks on the floor. Something, or someone had been dragged to the other side of the room, where the scuff marks abruptly stopped. Ferus sighed in frustration, but paused when he saw faint exhaust marks left not far from where the scuff marks stopped. He went to the spaceport records office to look up a list of registered vehicles that had been in and out of the starship and speeder lot in the past two to three days. He stumbled across a speeder that had registered as entering the spaceport, but had not registered a departure. Apparently, the owner of the speeder owed a fine for leaving abruptly without checking in with customs.
The owner wasn’t listed, but the speeder registry was from Tatooine. Ferus zoomed in on an image of the speeder on the records terminal screen. As he stared at the screen, he felt a sharp disturbance in the Force, as if someone was calling out to him. The disturbance abruptly ended as if whoever was calling out to him had stopped suddenly.
Ferus shut off the terminal screen and jumped to his feet.
“Anakin,” he whispered faintly.
Like a whirlwind, images of a forest clearing rushed into his mind. He could see the exact path the speeder had taken when it had left the spaceport. He could see four shrouded figures lifting Anakin off the speeder and onto the forest floor. Just as quickly as it had begun, the vision ended. Ferus knew better than to question Force visions.
He also had the distinct feeling he should go for Anakin…alone. It was completely un-Jedi like behavior of course, but Ferus doubted Anakin would mind. Besides, Ferus had a gut feeling that Anakin was in the kind of trouble that he wouldn’t want others to know about. Ferus didn’t know why he thought this; perhaps it was due to his intimate connection to Anakin.
Ferus would trust his feelings and go alone, but he would not be completely foolhardy. He programmed a nearby spaceport emergency terminal to send a priority message to Siri at the Theed Palace and Obi-Wan on Naboo’s moon in exactly two hours. He figured it would take him about an hour to travel by speeder to the place he had seen so vividly in his vision. He knew in the Force Anakin was still there; so he would have an hour to free Anakin and another hour or so until his reinforcements started to arrive.
No force in the galaxy could stop him, for his ally was the Force itself. He would rescue Anakin, and he would do it as a Jedi, as Anakin’s friend, and as his lover.
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