Star Wars Porn Story: rites: the complete saga

The dark skinned boy felt tense, yet calm.  As a Jedi to be, he never let his emotions take over him, for doing so was the path to the dark side and he had seen what Sith Lords became: empty shells lusting for more power and fearing to lose it all.  The dark side led to torment and fulfillment became impossible.  The academy made sure to keep their students off this dark path and the boy had made sure to follow their teachings as well as he could.  It seemed his teachers were satisfied with him too and he had quickly increased in rank within the other students.  At the young age of 12, he was already nominated to become a padawan, trained by one of the Jedi Council itself, an unlikely honor for a boy his age.

The elevator stopped and he waited for his teachers to lead the way as he had been taught.  But none of the two moved.  The air remained still as he wondered what was happening, losing his concentration over keeping his anxiety in check for one brief moment, then getting it back under control the moment after.

“We will not be following you, young one,” one teacher finally said, a Rodian.  “Where you are going, you will be going alone, though our spirits as those of the entire academy will follow you wherever you go.  Be worthy of the honor that has been bestowed to you and may the force be with you.”

The child, only a few months from being a teenager, took a step out of the elevator, then another.  He stood still for a moment, then turned to thank his teachers, but the door was already closing.  Resolute, he turned back to the hallway and slowly advanced, trying as he could to keep his emotions under control and observing the decorations.

A lot of thought had been put into making the corridor majestic.  Many statues in the honor of fallen Jedi’s had been erected, displaying a great array of species that could be found across the galaxy.  On each pedestal, their name and a small list of their deeds could be found, but he didn’t need to read the descriptions as history was one of the disciplines taught at the academy and the boy could easily name any of the Jedis on display here.  Unconsciously, he bowed before all of them, feeling a bit unworthy to be among some of the greatest legends of the academy.

The Jedi student made his way to the massive wood doors at the end of the corridors, a rare material on Coruscant.  And then he waited.  The student knew that he didn’t need to knock, as he knew the Jedi Masters were already well aware of his presence.  And once they would be ready for him, he would know.

The wait was not long; not even a minute after he had gotten to the doors, they slowly opened, revealing the council chamber to him.  Not able to fully contain his nervousness, he entered the chamber, ready to receive judgement.

“Speak, ” a human Jedi to his left said.  He seemed very interested in the person before him, all of the Jedis seemed to be and it was a bit unsettling for the young one.  He took a moment to compose himself before speaking.

“I am Mace Windu, student at the Jedi Academy and sent here for their wishes to be evaluated.”

“So, this is the miracle child then,” a human Jedi said, fascinated.  “And he presents himself with no title, unlike many of his peers who try to impress.  Your teachers speak very highly of you.  Do you think it is well deserved?”

“I do not seek praise.  I merely follow the teachings of the force to the best of my abilities.  If my teachers are satisfied with the results, then I am as well.”  It was only a half truth, as the student knew he was good and couldn’t help but feel a bit of pride of that fact, especially since his midichlorian level was not as high as many other students at the academy.

“Do you believe you are fit to become a padawan?  That you have the skills needed to become an apprentice to one of us and train to become a Jedi master?”

“I am young, it is true.  Some might say too young to become a padawan.  I know it is not an easy task and I also know it is a great honor to be assigned as an apprentice at my age.  However, I will not back down from such a task.

“Are you afraid?”

“Fear has no place for one who wields the force,” Mace replied with a certain casualty.  “I am determined to show my worth to this council, if so is their desire.”

“The desire of this council, it is.”  Master Yoda, the most respected member of the chamber, had spoken.  “Pure your heart is, and noble your intentions.  The council has decided to adopt you as a padawan.  You may now select who you wish to take you as an apprentice.”

Mace was unaware that he would have this choice to make and for a moment thought about his answer.  “With your permission, I ask for master Peau’Tu to train me,” he said, pronouncing the name “Pei-Ah-Oh-Tu”.  It left the council members a bit surprised of the decision.

“Why choose me,” the Bothan asked.  “New padawans faced with this choice usually ask for Master Yoda to train them.  But his training is a harsh one indeed.  Is it fear that stops you?”

“I fear not Master Yoda’s training, Master Peau’Tu.  However, I do not feel that I deserve to be trained by Master Yoda.  I believe his training could profit a better student then me.”

“Modest you are, young Windu.  Few padawans have your modesty.  Your choice, I will not respect.  Your skill is great and I will train you.  It is the will of this council.”

As the words were spoken, the other Jedis nodded in agreement.  The young Mace Windu should receive the best training possible as he had that potential.  The newly instated padawan was proud to be given Master Yoda as his master and in truth, it had been his desire all along.  He couldn’t prevent a genuine smile to cross his lips and Yoda smiled back.

“We shall leave master and apprentice together for the private inauguration ceremony,” a Jedi master speaking through a holographic projection said.  The others nodded and started to leave, some nodding their approbation to Windu.

They closed the door behind them and then only remained in the chamber Mace Windu and his new master.  Yoda lost no time and immediately got off his chair, using his cane to walk.  “To somewhere more private and adequate, we will go.”  Using the force, Yoda moved the chair in the middle of the room, revealing a passageway under it.  Few Jedis had actually seen the passageway and only three of the current council members had knowledge of it and used it.  The others had secret places of their own in it’s stead.

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Slowly, the master Jedi descended the staircase, his new Padawan following closely, surprised at how everything was unfolding.  “Two thousand years this passage has been here.  Older then me, it is,” he added with a laugh.  “You have been chosen, young Windu.  Today, the pleasures of initiation, you will discover,” the master said in a mysterious tone.

Mace shivered slightly as the path led him to a room with a large bay window and a large bed in the center as it’s only furniture.  It was surrounded by water, like a small island, with a small bridge on either side to cross it.  From the window, Mace could see the sun almost completely set and lights all around the city.

“Come to the bed, my child,” Yoda said warmly.

Young made advanced to the bed and sat on the edge of it.  It felt a bit weird to him, being in this secret room with master Yoda, who was even smaller then him.  And he could also feel that the force was very strong in this room and whatever the ritual implied would make him stronger as well.

The short Jedi sat beside the child, letting his cane drop to the side of the bed.  “A lot of memories this chamber contains, yes.”  He nodded to himself.  “A padawan you will become, but first the initiation you must pass.  To bind all, the nature of the force is.    My padawan you will become, but before the force we must feel between us.  Only through such a link can you grow as a student.”

Mace Windu was unsure of what master Yoda was referring to.  The academy had never mentioned of an initiation rite before the title of padawan was accorded.  However, the boy still managed to remain calm as he waited for indications of what to do.

“First, you must remove all of your clothing.  To feel the force perfectly between us, there must be no obstacles.”

“My… clothing?”  Mace suddenly became very nervous.  “You mean, I have to be naked?”

“Yes, yes.  Please hurry,” Yoda said with a bit of excitement and rush.  The tone was unlike any he had ever heard from the creature, usually very much in control of his emotions and voice.  But Mace was the student and he was committed to learning new ways; he obeyed with no additional word.  Slowly and a little shy to be revealed in such a manner, he removed his Jedi robes.  He had to roll partially on his back to remove his pants.

With only his underwear remaining to hide his nudity, Yoda said: “Allow me.” And giving no time to respond, he slid the garment up his legs, revealing Mace’s cute uncut penis.  The boy was a bit surprised from the feel of Yoda’s skin, soft and slightly wrinkled.  He looked away, blushing a bit and missing Yoda’s licking his lips.  The master finally finished removing it and threw it aside with no further ceremony and Mace could sit back as he was on the edge of the bed.

“Now, undress the master the student must.”  By now, Mace could feel that something more than a simple initiation was going on.  Still, he could not disobey his master and besides, since he had become nude, he felt something more in the force, he felt more attuned to the master.

He opened the Jedi’s robes and slid them over his shoulders, Yoda not offering any resistance.  His shirt was swiftly removed, revealing the dark green chest under it.  Not a hair laid on the smooth skin, which surprised the padawan somewhat, expecting to find more of the silver hair that added proof to the Jedi’s age.

It was Yoda’s turn to lay on his back, lifting his hips slightly to provide access to his pants.  The position was more then a little humoristic, to see a Jedi Master in such a position, but Mace was too nervous to catch on.  The boy grabbed his pants and started pulling them along his short legs.  He rapidly revealed his master’s already erect and dripping cock, a barren sack under it, and slid the pants all the way down to his ankles, then off completely.

A more mature person would have guessed of Yoda’s intentions, but the young one was still somewhat innocent in the ways of mating and could only feel tension in the air and his heart beating stronger then before, as if in anticipation of something he knew was coming, even though he didn’t know what.

“Master, I feel that I am losing myself.  Is this the dark side?”

“No, dear Mace,” he replied in a tender voice in a rare display of informality.  “Only good there is here and pure will be our bonding.”

‘Bonding?’ the boy wondered, but he had no chance to let his mind wonder too far.  Yoda had moved further along the bed where the pillows were, still laying on his back, his legs spread.  He gave the boy his next instruction: “Come to me now, and suck on my cock.”

Arousal was no longer only a hint in Yoda’s voice but had taken over almost entirely.  Nevertheless, there still remained traces of genuine care which Mace didn’t miss and he let it guide him towards his lusty master.  The sight of a nude Yoda expecting no less then a blowjob could have horrified more then one, but for Mace, he could feel something strong between them, a special bond that the force alone could not have forged.

He crawled between his master’s legs and let his hands wonder on the green thighs, feeling the slightly wrinkled skin.  He moved his small hands higher until he reached the hard dripping cock, not unlike the basic shape of a human cock, but slightly bumpier and of course smaller although it remained bigger then Mace’s.  He took it into his right hand and started jerking it, getting an immediate reaction from his master, a heavy pant.  Encouraged, he gave it a few more jerks, making more clear semen flow from the dark purple head.

The boy then lowered his head and took the cock head into his mouth, licking the drips of precum already there and the ones that were flowing further.  He removed his head and just licked along the length of the cock, getting his master more aroused if that was possible.  By now he was leaking like a tap but Mace was tasting all of the sweet gooey juice.

Yoda still could think through the shadows of the lust and wanted to return some of the pleasure to his young disciple.  Invoking the force, he used a technique he had originally conceived for battle, then dropped because he felt it lead to the dark side.  Through a channel of the force, he linked the head of his cock with Mace’s.

Again, the young padawan lowered his head on the cock, now sucking slightly and bobbing his head.  He was surprised to feel a jolt of pleasure through his spine as the sensation was returned through his own penis. Caught unaware, it left him still for a few moments, but Mace quickly sucked again and again, craving for the pleasure it brought him.

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From time to time, he would remove his lips from the shaft to stroke it a bit with his hands and lick the sack under it, but he always made sure to at least keep jerking Yoda off, and therefore himself.  His hands didn’t suffice however and his head would always return to the uneven cock, bobbing his head with more haste every time, his lips as tight as he could make them, making Yoda squirm in delight as he felt his orgasm build up.

By now he was rocking his hips in motion with Mace’s bobbing, meeting the lips with more force every time.  Even the boy was rocking his hips along his own rhythm, meeting only air but still feeling the incredible sensation.  And then, with a large inhaling breath, the master released the full of his cum in the boy’s sweet mouth as he shot the long awaited jets of warm milk.  Mace never removed his mouth, swallowing every jet as it was shot in his craving mouth and still pumping his head as he too was near the edge of his orgasm.

It didn’t take long before Mace shot his load on to the bed, which got him lifting his head off of Yoda’s cock and making the last squirt hit his bare chest.  And then the moment was over and Yoda laid panting on the bed, Mace between his legs, a great grin stretching both their lips.  He might not fully understand what had just happened, but he knew he liked it.  The human boy gave him a few last tongue lashes for good measure, then returned near his mater, to his right, their nude bodies touching slightly.

“Very well you have done, my young student,” he said between pants.  “But young is the evening and more training I shall give you.”  Mace had his eyes closed now, perfectly comfortable and in harmony with the force of everything around him and especially his master.  For a brief moment, physical contact between them was cut, but they always remained in contact through the force and Mace felt no nervousness or discomfort.

He felt something moist touch his chest and needed not to open his eyes to see that master Yoda was now tasting his own child skin.  He licked his own drops of semen off the chest in a very tender manner, very aware of his every move and touch, aware of what the boy would enjoy and making sure to give him those sensations.  He kissed one of his nipples, licking once, then going down again; kiss by kiss, until he reached Mace’s own nether region.  But the master was not a tease and immediately he starting licking the boyish dick offered to him.

Mace had known that his master would do this, he felt in complete sync with him, but he had not imagined it to feel so good, even after having almost done it with himself.  His status of student clearly paled before the master’s experience; he knew how to twitch his tongue and move his hands, his small claws sensually rubbing the outer line of the cock and sack.  Like his master before him, the human instinctively bucked his hips, craving for more of the pleasure that seemed so close at hand.  But Yoda was a master not only of the force but at pleasure and knew how to make it last, even for one who would have trouble from shooting his load in too much of a haste.  He removed his lips and started licking between the legs themselves, his tongue going up along the furless sack.  He put his index finger into his mouth to lubricate it a bit, before inserting it slowly in the boy’s hole.  Lost in bliss, Mace had not expected this gesture and tried to block the forceful entry using the force.  Yoda did not try to poke him further immediately.

“Worry not, little one,” the master said, smiling to his padawan between his legs.  Slightly reassured by the master’s voice, he let Yoda poke him further, feeling slightly uncomfortable at the new sensation.  But he trusted that his master would not hurt him or at least, would bring forth even greater pleasure by this act.

Yoda managed to get his finger in completely and he let the boy adjust to the intrusion.  It took Mace a few minutes before he was fully adapted to the sensation, after which he nodded to his master.  Nodding back, Yoda started  pumping his finger in and out of him, twisting it a bit to stretch the entrance.  Mace Windu still winced at bit in pain, but also felt pleasure as he felt it twitch in his rectum.  With his free hand, Yoda continued pumping the boycock in rhythm with his other hand.  He slid his head back down momentarily lick the precum that was dripping from it, sliding his large rugged tongue along the slit, before resuming with hands.

Satisfied that he had loosened the boy enough, Yoda removed his finger from the hole.  “Now, on your knees and hands you must get.”  Mace did not protest as he went on all four, his butt facing his master who couldn’t help but slide his tongue along the crack; Mace shivered in excitement at the sensation.  But the small green creature had other plans and using the force, he jumped and grabbed hold of Mace’s hips, his feet now six inches above ground.  Slowly, he inserted his cock in the tight orifice.

The dick was larger then the finger and Mace still had to accommodate to the new size, however easier now.  Slowly, the Jedi pushed in, taking half an inch every time until he was fully in.  Mace was panting now, calming himself as he could with Jedi meditation and soon, the pain was forgotten.  He realised that the force bond between their cocks had not dispelled yet and he could feel his own tightness around his shaft.

As if on cue, Yoda retracted almost completely from the hole and pushed back in, which made Mace moan loudly.  The movement was almost impossible on its own in this position, but the master wielded the force which made the thrusting smooth.  As his felt his disciple getting more stretched, Yoda could thrust faster, harder and more passionately and it only left the boy craving for more.

The force was flowing between the two Jedis, they could feel their partner’s sensations, they felt their emotions.  A strong bond had been sealed and every thrust seemed to add another link between them.  Both were panting heavily now, lost in the moment, in a privileged moment between teacher and student.

Mace could feel the bumps of his master’s cock as it slid in and out of his hole, the uneven texture making the sensation even greater.  His orgasm was building fast and every additional jerk gave him twice the pleasure as one would normally get in this position.

It didn’t take long before the sensations was too much and the boy felt a second wave of pleasure cover his whole body and a few drops of semen stained the sheets.  Still in his thrusting frenzy, the master was close to follow as he shot his juices in the boy’s tight orifice.  He took short breaths as his orgasm hit him for many delicious seconds.

When he was done, the small creature got off his disciple and to his side.  Mace took his master into his arms and Yoda returned the embrace.  Usually filled with youthful stamina, Mace Windu now felt completely drained, but Yoda didn’t mind as he enjoyed the simple comfort of his arms.

Without a word, without a care, the boy fell asleep against the smooth skin of his master.

The next day, Windu would wake up in his own room at the academy, fully dressed in his pyjamas, the only proof of the event having unfolded being a slight pain in his ass.

As he turned, something else caught his attention.  A single braid now hanged from the left side of his head, proving that he had in fact become a padawan.  As time would go by, master and student would never speak of the event, nor would it happen again.  However, their bond through the force would always remain strong and they would always share something on a deeper level.