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Another day, another job. The crew of the Ghost prepared themselves to start on their next mission. Their captain, a Twi'Lek called Hera, briefed them for what was up. And as it happened Ezra and Zeb were chosen to take the shuttle and fly to a planet were some rebels needed their help.

"Hey Ezra, did you check our equipment? I wanna be sure everything works if we get into trouble", Zeb asked in his gruff voice.

"Sure. You know me", Ezra replied in his usual cocky tone.

"Yeah", the big Lasat grunted. "That's why I'm asking. You have a tendency to mess our stuff up."

"As if I'm the only one who does that... You know Chopper loves to mess with us and hides our stuff sometimes", the human teenager answered annoyed.

"Yeah, that tin can is a little prankster. Just another reason to be extra careful."

"OK, wait. I'll check everything." Ezra finally gave in and checked their stuff. It took him only a few minutes and soon they were ready to go.

The big Lasat sat back and tried to relax. "Could use an easy mission today. The last few days have been a bit rough."

"What? The big, strong Lasat whines like a small child because our last missions were though?", Ezra teased him.

"Kid, don't push your luck", Zeb growled back. Then he flexed his muscular arms. "Don't make me use'm on ya."

Ezra became quiet as his best friend flexed his muscles and felt a weird feeling he had been experiencing for a few weeks now. He didn't know what it was but he felt strange when he saw his companion's body and muscles. But to play it cool he only replied: "As if you could catch me. You know I'm a Jedi in training?"

After losing his parents to the Empire Ezra Bridger grew up on the streets of Lothal until he one day came across the crew of the Ghost. With his black hair and blue eyes the teenager wasn't too remarkable, except that he had turned out to be Force sensitive. The leader of the Ghost's crew, Kanan Jarrus, himself a Jedi in hiding, decided to train him as a Padawan. With the Empire constantly on their heels that wasn't too easy but Ezra was determined to become a Jedi and had even built his own lightsaber.

Zeb raised his eyebrows upong seeing the boy's reaction, not sure what to make of it. "Everything ok, Ezra? Why don't we try it without you cheating with the Force, hm?"

Ezra lifted his hands and said: "You know what, big guy, not today." Then he whispered: "I could still beat you."

"Pretty sure I'd break your arms if we ever arm-wrestled", the Lasat smirked. "But you're right. Let's concentrate on our task."

Ezra smiled. He loved how his new "family" could tease each other and have fun together. Soon they jumped out of hyper drive and saw the planet they needed to approach. Their mission was to reach the planet and deliver some crates with provisions, weapons and food to a rebel cell. Soon they came near the planet and started to communicate with the rebels.

"Spectre 6 here. We have the provisions you guys asked for", Zeb said over the comm system and waited for the reply.

"Here Base Kamo. We cleared the place for your shuttle to land, but be careful. We have a storm on our planet. It could damage your systems", the voice warned.

Ezra looked a bit worried at Zeb. "Sure you can fly this shuttle through a storm?", he asked the Lasat

"We can do this, kid. Weren't you joking about the Force before? Maybe you can help me stabilize the shuttle if things get too rough", Zeb said as he concentrated on navigating the shuttle through the storm. Nothing too bad but he was still being cautious.

"I can try Zeb but won't promise anything", Ezra answered. Pretty soon they came in contact with one of the biggest storms any of them had ever seen.

The shuttle started to shake badly and while Ezra tried to stabilize the shuttle he couldn't prevent a big metal piece from hitting their shuttle and destroying one of the thrusters.

"Better hold on to something, kid. Gonna be a rough ride", the Lasat grunted through gritted teeth as he tried to retain at least some control over the shuttle. After a while he managed to land it, even if the landing was a bit bumpy. Then he lay back in his seat and sighed in relief.

"Well... at least this time we didn't crash the shuttle... but I think we will be stuck here now", Ezra said a bit worried.

Then a knock at the door took both out of their mood and as they opened the door a dark-skinned human rebel stood before them. "Is everything alright in there?", he asked concerned.

Ezra answered first. "Yeah, not a scratch and he..." He pointed at Zeb "...wouldn't even get a scratch when a shuttle would drop on him." Then he looked at Zeb and grinned.

"Smartass", Zeb snorted. "But the kid's right. I'm a tough guy." He instantly noticed the unspoken question in the guy's eyes. "Lasat. Not many of us around. Needs more than a storm to knock me out. We might need your help fixing this thing though. Our cargo for your help? How's that sound?", he said and looked at the rebel.

"Sure, but weren't you supposed to deliver this cargo to us anyway?"

"We did. Gonna carry each crate myself if that's what it takes to get you to work with us. Pretty sure the Empire won't help us", Zeb growled, obviously not really in the mood to negotiate after he had just crash-landed.

The man nodded and smiled weakly at the Lasat's gruff words. "OK. I will get our mechanic to look at your shuttle."

Zeb grunted in agreement as Ezra turned around and looked at him. "Well, looks like we will be stuck here for a while. How about we take the cargo and bring it inside. Then we can see if they got something to eat. Sound good?"

Zeb nodded. "Yeah, sounds good." The strong Lasat easily lifted two crates at a time and carried them towards the small rebel settlement, where he and Ezra put them into a makeshift hut used for storing what the people needed. "C'mon, buddy, keep up", he chuckled as he saw Ezra struggling to lift even one crate.

"Sure, if I'd be as strong as you I would be as dumb as you", he angrily said to his companion.

Zeb snarled and gritted his teeth. "Kid, there's playful banter and then there's insulting your friend. Sure, I make fun of you from time to time but I don't go around telling you that you're worthless. Because you definitely have potential. I'm not a people person but even I know what's appropriate and what's not", he growled, shook his head and went back to carrying crates.

Ezra stopped in his track and looked guilty. "Hey, Zeb, wait. I'm sorry. It's just the idiot who checked on us could at least offer his help", Ezra grumbled but still dragged the crate behind him.

"That guy's not even worth it. Why don't you concentrate your anger on these crates? Let's help the people who really need it. Pretty sure they're not too fond of that moron either."

"Yeah, you're right, Zeb. Let's finish this and get something to eat... I'll pay for you", the human replied, still a bit guilty that he had insulted his best friend.

"Ah, it's ok, kid. You know how much I eat", Zeb chuckled and gave the boy a playful punch against his shoulder, trying not to use too much of his considerable strength. "You don't have that amount of money with ya. And I think these guys owe us a favour anyway."

Ezra smiled, happy that Zeb was not angry at him. "OK, if you want", he said, hoping Zeb would not notice his happiness. "Oh, and when we are done here we should contact the Phoenix fleet."

"Nice to see you can still smile. Was a bit worried about you earlier. If something's up just tell me", Zeb said and returned his friend's smile. "How about you contact them and I'll sort things out with the locals?"

"Sure, Zeb." Ezra quickly ran back to the shuttle. He hadn't known that Zeb noticed his strange behaviour and now he thought that the others might have noticed it too. He had to try and stop being weird around Zeb. Soon he reached the vessel and sat down in the pilot seat. He smelled around the cockpit, sniffing his nose a bit, and noticed Zeb's smell still lingering around. He smiled at that. Zeb always was a bit smelly but he liked it, even though he didn't know why. He was so lost in thoughts that he forgot to message the Ghost until a loud bang, caused by some branch flying against the shuttle, shook him out of it.

"Here Spectre 6. Our shuttle got damaged and we are trapped on the planet, but we delivered our crates and the rebels will keep us safe. Don't worry about us. As soon as the shuttle is repaired we will return home." As an answer he got some teasing from Chopper and he only replied: "Yeah, yeah, I love you too, buddy. Just tell the others and we will soon be back."

Then he left the shuttle and walked into the rebel base and waited for his companion. Soon afterward the big Lasat arrived, easily towering over most of the other rebels. Like that one guy that had "greeted" them, they all looked at him with curiousity.

Zeb, or Garazeb Orrelios as he was actually called, didn't like being stared at but he knew he couldn't blame them. Most of his people had been slaughtered by the Empire so most other species had never before seen a Lasat. At 7 feet he usually stood way taller than most people, unless some Wookies were around - even most Gamorreans had to look up to him.

The Lasat were a humanoid species and like Zeb mostly notable for their impressive height, strength, and agility. Their muscular digitigrade legs enabled them to run faster, jump higher and farther, and move more quietly than humans. If he really put his all into it Zeb could muster up the strength to open a powered down blast door. With his large finger pads and prehensile toes he could climb easily which had often enough helped him with escaping from Imperial forces. Lasat had a feral, somewhat feline appearance with large eyes, bright green in Zeb's case, and pointy ears which afforded them superior sight and hearing over humans and most other species.

And though he had once posed as a "rare hairless Wookie" his body was indeed covered in short grey and purple fur which grew into something resembling quite an impressive beard around his chin. People tended to see him as a dumb brute but in fact Zeb had been part of his planet's honour guard and was not only very intelligent but fiercely skilled in combat too.

"Good news, Ezra. I talked to the guys. They need a bit of help repairing some stuff. I already fixed a communications array. We can do the rest tomorrow. In return we don't have to pay for the food. Now let's see what we're having tonight."

"Awesome! The last one at the dinner hall is a Storm Trooper", the teenager shouted to the older male and ran as fast as he could. Zeb chuckled and caught up with the human. He could easily outrun him but he chose not to.

"Guess we're both Storm Troopers. I wonder if they make uniforms in my size", he panted as he ran next to Ezra. Soon they arrived at the dinner hall.

Ezra laughed. "I think not or did you ever see a Storm Trooper with so much muscle mass", he asked his big friend.

Zeb was a bit surprised at the sudden compliment. "Nah, they're all scrawny runts. They just look big in those costumes."

"Yeah, you're right. OK, let's eat", Ezra said and found a table were they both could sit down and eat and drink as much as they could.

Ezra chose a portion of vegetables and some steak. It was quite tasty. Whoever had been in charge of cooking that day clearly knew what he was doing. Being a big creature Zeb meanwhile ate a bit of everything and gulped down several bottles of beer and many glasses of wine. It seemed that the alcohol didn't really affect the Lasat too much at first but after a while he got up and stumbled towards the door, clearly drunk of his ass. "Gotta piss", he slurred.

After he had said that he nearly fell over and only thanks to Ezra's quick reflexes did he not fall. "Whoa! Everything alright, Zeb?," he asked him.

"Sure, kid. Just a bit tipsy", the intoxicated alien drawled and let out a loud burp. "Oops."

Ezra was concerned that Zeb would hurt himself so he said: "I will get you to a toilet."

"Just get me to a tree", the big guy replied and tried to keep his balance.

"Well, OK. I saw a few when I tried to contact the Phoenix." He brought his friend outside to some nearby trees. As he wanted to let him do his thing he saw that the Lasat had problems to even open his pants. The teenager shook his head at the sight before him and stopped the alien. "Wait, I'll help you." Then he opened Zeb's pants and as he did that a musky smell wafted up from the open pants and he had to sniff the air. It smelled just too good to simply ignore it. But he didn't pull the pants further down than to Zeb's pubes that formed a nice, thick bush.

Zeb fumbled around a bit, clearly not in control of his body. He tried to grab his thingy but just didn't manage it. "Uh... Ezra, buddy... wouldcha mind helping me out a bit?"

Ezra blushed as he heard that but he could not let his buddy stand there and piss himself. "W-what should I do?", he asked nervously.

"It's just pissing... not rocket science...", the Lasat slurred. He had grabbed a tree to steady himself.

"OK, I'll do it...", Ezra muttered, more to himself than Zeb. He pulled the pants down just a bit further and they fell to the floor. What he saw now was surprising and more than amazing. Zeb had two huge lowhangers and a fat sheath. Ezra had never seen anything like this so he only stared at it.

"C'mon kid. Sorry ya hafta do this. Just grab it'n aim it away from me."

"B-but what should I grab? Is this pouch there your dick?", the boy stammered. He still wasn't sure what exactly he was looking at.

The Lasat let out another loud burp. "It's a sh-sh-sheath..." He struggled with the word. "My dick's in there. Never seen one?"

Ezra shook his head in confusion. "No, I haven't. But it is in there?" He looked at Zeb who nodded. Then he grabbed this sheath thing. It was a fuzzy tube and he had never felt anything like it. He took a deep breath, getting even more of the Lasat's musk as he did so because he knew he had to get his hand in there. He pushed two fingers through the opening and shuddered a bit as a somewhat damp, leathery warmth surrounded them. He found that fleshy hose to be quite stretchy and since just his fingers didn't reach far enough he decided to push all of his hand into his big friend's sheath.

The human's mind swam, overwhelmed by the alien's heavy scent and all these new sensations that left him a bit dizzy. Soon he felt something fat and fleshy. He instantly knew what it was and pulled it out. After a certain point it just completely fell out and he got his first good look at what a Lasat's dick looked like. It was still flaccid but it very clearly matched its owner in size. Several bumps... barbs... along its fat, veiny length made it look really foreign and... well... alien. Ezra gulped, a bit intimidated, and just couldn't keep himself from staring, even though he knew that he really shouldn't.

As he felt himself be freed from his sheath Zeb just let loose a stream of hot, musky piss, the yellow liquid steaming in the cold air. He murred in contentment. "Much better. Just hold it." Ezra tried to do that, grabbing it with his right hand. He was surprised how thick it felt, his hand not even coming close to encircling it completely. Then he felt it pulse and got a bit scared but tried to steel himself as he kept holding it, aiming it away from the Lasat's body so that neither one of them would be hit by that constant stream of piss.

After a while the heavy flow subsided and trickled down to only a few droplets. Ezra shook the Lasat's mighty member so that nothing would be left. And as much as he liked holding that fat piece of meat he knew that it wasn't decent behaviour so he finally let it go and watched as Zeb's dick slowly withdrew into his sheath once again.

But he just couldn't stop himself from fooling around, so his hand "accidentally" touched those huge, furry balls. They felt so heavy and full as he at first just slightly brushed over them until he got more adventurous and cupped each of those fat orbs with one hand, marveling at their size as he lifted them.

Zeb had fallen asleep a bit against the tree and shook himself awake, blurry eyes looking down, not really understanding what Ezra was doing. The boy noticed that Zeb was awake again and got scared, so he hurriedly pulled his companion's pants up and closed them, still staring at where the Lasat's hefty package formed a very obvious bulge in the fabric that he had never really noticed before. "C'mon, Zeb, we need to get to our rooms", Ezra said to break the uncomfortable silence.

"Thanks, kiddo. We done? Sorry, more tired'n I thought."

"Ah, no problem, Zeb", Ezra replied, trying to sound as confident as always. "But let's just go, OK?" Then he tried his best to get his friend to the room they had to share. Which wasn't really easy since the big Lasat stood almost two feet taller than him and easily weighed twice as much as the human boy, if not more. And with him being drunk he also couldn't really coordinate his movements all too well. But despite it being a real struggle they finally managed to reach their destination.

"OK, Zeb. We need to get ready for bed, so let's lose those clothes, OK?", Ezra asked, trying to sound innocently, even though he somewhat hoped to see the Lasat's package again.

"Fraid you'll hafta help me again... stuff was stronger'n I thought...", Zeb slurred, trying not to sway too much.

Ezra lit up at that. "No problem, Zeb." He couldn't believe his luck. Two times in one day near that musky, smelly ball sack and sheath? He quickly pulled Zeb's pants down and helped him with his shirt and armour too. He led the big lug to his bed and soon he could hear his companion starting to snore. He turned around and got down to his underwear. As he walked over to his bed he quietly grabbed Zeb's pants from of the ground and held them to his nose, basking in the Lasat's heavy musk. The teenager had to pull his underwear down and beat himself off as fast and hard as he could. After a few minutes he came all over his body and as he lay there panting he had to rethink his actions and slowly drifted off to sleep.

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A few hours later the big Lasat was still snoring loudly, his chest heaving with each breath. He had no clue how strongly his young companion had reacted to his musk. As he lay there sleeping he dreamed about some hot Twi'Lek dancer. His body, which had by now sobered up a bit, reacted quite strongly to the mental stimulation and pumped blood down to his cock which slowly made his sheath rise up and after a while all of his massive, barbed cock was proudly standing and throbbing between his legs.

Ezra woke up in the middle of the night as he smelled something that he had smelled just a few hours before. But now it was way stronger and smelled even better. He looked around in the dark but moonlit room and tried to find the source. Then he saw Zeb lying on his bed with a massive hardon, full and fat with nice barbs all the way down. The boy couldn't control himself as he smelled that musky scent and saw this tower of maleness between the Lasat's legs, so he slowly made his way over to his friends bed.

There he slowly came closer and closer to the Lasat's cock and saw something emerging from the tip. It didn't look like piss but he was far too horny to really care so he quickly licked it up. It was something different. Thick, heavy, salty and tasty. And as he swallowed it he knew he needed more, so he came closer to the tip and saw how the slightly white liquid gathered around the tip. Hhe dipped his tongue into it and once again tasted this amazing liquid. He still needed more and he knew only one way how to get it. He had seen some holograms of a woman doing things with a man. It was the same milky substance, so he opened his mouth wide and took in the fat cock head. The moment he did this more of the liquid flowed into his mouth and slowly he started to bob his head up and down like the woman in that hologram had done.

The big alien grunted in his sleep but he didn't wake up. "Not wasting any time, hm? Arentcha a naughty one", Zeb smirked. In his mind the Twi'Lek dancer had started to take his cock into her mouth. "C'mon, babe, use yer tongue. You know how this works, dontcha?"

Ezra was terrified. At first he thought Zeb had woken up but then saw that the Lasat actually talked in his sleep and so the human went back to work. "Mmmh, maybe I can use his advice. It sounded like he knows how this works", Ezra thought to himself and then did as he was told.

"Yeah, girl, knew ya could do this. Really work that tongue. Lick my barbs too. Play with'em. Lasat go wild for this, you'll see", Zeb drawled, his cock drooling huge amounts of slimy precum.

While Ezra was busy swallowing everything Zeb gave him, which was quite a lot, he heard his sleeping friend speak again. "Oh! Play with his barbs? He can have that." Soon his hands joined the fun and he played with the many barbs on the long Lasat dick.

"Yeah! Fuck yeah!", Zeb growled, then his strong, calloused hands grabbed Ezra's head and began to push him up and down. "C'mon, don't act like I'm your first one. Sure, maybe a bit bigger than your usual customers but you can do this."

Ezra panicked upon hearing that but he couldn't do anything about it so he just tried to time his breaths with the hard pumping, he could even feel how Zeb pushed his cock deeper and deeper into his throat.

"It's ok, babe. Try to relax. I know, ol' Zeb has a big one. Breathe through your nose and you can do this", the big Lasat rumbled as he kept fucking Ezra's mouth.

The boy took inch after inch and soon he was halfway down. He tried to concentrate and time his breaths and swallowing better and soon was able to take the big cock without too much trouble.

"Damn, yer a natural, babe. Almost to my balls. C'mon, don't be shy. Work my nuts. And jerk what you can't take into your nice lil mouth." Ezra did as he was told. By now he was actually proud that he could take such a huge cock on his first try. "Get down there. Lick my nuts. They need a bit of lovin."

The human rebel soon could feel how the big alien continued to push him down and soon his nose was buried in bushy pubes. As he was down there he could feel that the Lasat didn't let him up again and he did the only thing he could do now: Start to push his tongue out and lick the upper part of the balls.

Zeb somehow realized that that mouth working on him didn't really reach his balls, so he let go of Ezra's head. "Sorry, babe. Sometimes I don't know my own strength. Balls. Now."

Ezra shuddered at that. He had never heard Zeb give someone such a firm command, so he got to the Lasat's balls and started to lick them. That musky smell was still so incredibly good. Soon he tried to fit them into his mouth but they were way to fat for that.

"Yeah! Work those nuts! Too big for ya? I know, I'm my own league. Don't worry if ya can't keep up."

"Damn this Lasat is just too hot, I have to keep going", Ezra thought as he tried even harder to please his big friend.

Zeb's hands returned to Ezra's head but this time he was just running them through his hair and gently rubbing him. In his mind he was still playing with that Twi'Lek dancer, not with a teenaged human boy. "Doin good, babe. Keep it up."

Ezra was happy to hear so much praise from his friend and licked his balls even more. Soon he started to suck on them and massage them with his hand.

"C'mon, tell me how much you like those nuts."

Ezra sudenly moaned. "I love them! They are huge and heavy! They smell great and are tasty!" Then he went right back to worshiping them.

Once again his drunken, dreamy mind changed Ezra's words into those of the Twi'Lek dancer. "Yeah, babe, sounds really good."

"Can I please suck you off again?", Ezra asked him.

Zeb roared with laughter in his booming voice. "Sure, knock yourself out!"

Ezra nearly lunged at the drooling, pre-covered cock and stuffed it into his mouth. But soon he noticed a problem. He couldn't get it into his throat, so he pulled the cock out of his mouth and nearly begged "Please, Zeb! Stuff it in again! Fuck my mouth hard until you cum!"

"Damn, you looked like a sweet dancer but you're a nasty slut, hm? Not that I mind though. Oh no. Not at all", the strong Lasat growled and once again his rough hands grabbed the human boy's head and slammed him down hard, his mouth and throat bulging around the huge, barbed cock.

Ezra moaned around the cock. He loved the feeling of Zeb using him as a tool to jack off. He kept this assault up for several minutes but the stimulation was just too much. "You ready, babe? Gonna be a big one!", the Lasat grunted.

And then it happened. A huge wad of cum got pumped right into Ezra's throat. Soon he got pulled up until only his mouth was on the cockhead. There he got many more heavy loads of thick and sticky Lasat cum. So much in fact that it dripped out of his mouth and some even out of his nose.

Zeb had been really pent up. He kept cumming and cumming, his heavy balls and fat cock releasing load after load into the boy's mouth. The human desperately tried to keep up but it was simply too much. The Lasat finally released him and the last few spurts covered his face and painted him with thick, creamy seed.

After Zeb was finally done Ezra had to catch his breath, then he smiled happily. Soon he got up and saw the now only half hard, cum-covered Lasat cock. He stuck his tongue out and started to clean his friend's best piece who grunted and growled in his sleep. "Thanks, babe. Gonna give ya a nice tip."

When he was done Ezra walked to the bathroom and looked into the mirror where he saw his cum-covered face and body. He smiled and even chuckled a bit. He hadn't expected Zeb to shoot this much, but then again everything about his friend seemed to be really big, including his cum shots. He took a short shower, bringing himself to a fast climax as warm water sprayed his body and then cleaned himself up. After he was clean and dry again the boy walked over to his bed and fell asleep, his dreams filled with Lasat cock and cum.