The Jar of his Dreams

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It was a calm morning, as sad, wrinkly, Steve Buscemi boarded the hollow bus to the Galactic Senate. After a tiring week of endless debating, Senator Buscemi wasn't looking forward to today, and he decided to relax the only way he knew how: jerking off in the public bathroom stall.

As he fumbled under his robe for his fat meat sword, he heard sloppy footsteps entering the bathroom.

It didn't bother Steve, and he continued gripping his semi-hard "lightsaber" of the crotch.

"What's that stinka-wiff?" a voice said. "Is that the ripe stench of a man's groin sauce?"

Steve froze in his tracks.

"Mmmm, my-sa favorite treat," the voice gurgled. "Yum yum yum!!"

"Wait, I recognize that voice," Steve replied through the stall. "You're that Gungan twink from the Galactic Senate."

"There's a reason they call me Jar Jar Twinks," the voice said menacingly.

A long, pink tongue darted under the stall door, and the frightened senator jumped at the sight. The slimy, glistening mouth-tentacle slid up and attacked his exposed hole.

"St-stop!!" Steve cried, his hole being penetrated by the long, warm tongue.

Jar Jar kicked down the door. "Mesa rape you now!"

"Hey now!" He shouted, squirming under the alien's tongue. "You can't rape me, because I consent."

Steve jumped up, straddling the creature and attacking his snout with his lips. "Fuck me good, daddy."

"Oh, mesa!" Jar Jar cried. "Is Steve gonna be a good little princess for Daddy?"

His fat, yogurt-slinger replaced his tongue and assaulted his helpless hole.

"Daddy Binks, yes!!!"

"What's going on in here?" a voice shouted, interrupting the passion.

The pair froze, Jar Jar mid-thrust.

Busting down the stall door, Kermit the Frog emerged.

"Without me?!" he gasped, bursting into tears.

TO BE CONTINUED

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