A Question of Numbers 6/9
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sbyteTitle: A Question of Numbers
Author: Sbyte
Beta: Keiliss
Chapter 6/9
MPAA Rating: NC-17
EOAS Rating: Red (explicit acts)
Summary: The night belongs to Erestor.
Pairings: Erestor/Legolas, Erestor/Elladan, Erestor/ Elrohir, Legolas/Elladan/Elrohir implied
Disclaimer: This is all in fun, and definitely not my own. The elves and their world belong to J.R.R. Tolkien. ):
Warning: This is AU. Tolkien is no doubt spinning in his grave at the thought of his elves involved in a foursome. Just remember when reading of four way sex that elves can do anything. Fim and Keiliss will back me up on this.
Note: This is not the movie version of Legolas. If you have a thing for that characterization, you need not read this. He isn’t here. Can you really picture him in a foursome anyway?
Chapter Six
Erestor allowed Legolas to lead him inside although he was a bundle of nerves. Legolas did not even sit down before addressing the twins. “Erestor is willing to try. He is frightened though.” Erestor pursed his lips and looked away from the twins. “I have assured him that everything will stop the moment he says that he cannot go on.”
Elrohir responded, “Of course. We are not going to force anything on you Erestor.” Seeing Erestor’s unease, Elrohir led him to sit in front of the fire. He cradled him in his arms and whispered, “You really are nervous, aren’t you?”
Erestor dropped his head to Elrohir’s shoulder.
“Take your time. No one is going to press you into anything.”
Although Elrohir’s tone was meant to sooth, it accomplished the opposite. Erestor’s case of nerves threatened to escalate into blind panic. He could not shake the thought of three ellons having him. That was three cocks for Valar sake! Six testicles! There was room for two, but where was that third cock supposed to go? Not in him by Valar! Oh please say not in him! His mind was in chaos. He wanted this, but felt that he should not. He was in love. How could he? Four elves? How would he? Oh but he wanted to.
Elrohir tipped his face up and saw the turmoil. “Tonight is all about you, Erestor. Another night perhaps there will be more, but this night is yours.”
Elladan had watched the little scene, and decided to take control. His brother meant well, but was mistaken in what he felt Erestor needed. He asked Legolas to leave them alone for a moment before going to kneel behind Erestor on the rug. Elladan moved the thick black hair to one side and kissed Erestor’s neck. He felt him tense, but did not withdraw his lips. Instead he pulled him back and away from his brother’s arms. Elrohir looked askance but made no move to interfere and moved away.
“Legolas is not here Erestor. I told him to take a walk. Are you doing this because of him? If that is the only reason, this is not happening. We want you to desire this; to want us as we do you.”
Elladan turned Erestor to face him and let him see the passion in his eyes. Those eyes could melt the heart of any elf in Imladris if he wished it, and Erestor was no exception.
“Do you want us, Erestor? Will you give yourself to us tonight?”
Erestor looked into Elladan’s eyes and came to a decision. Tonight he would let go of his inhibitions and preconceived ideals of what should and should not be. For one night of his life, he was going to live a dream. It might never happen again, but he would take what the twins offered. He took this step not for Legolas but for himself. What tomorrow would bring he did not know and for the first time in centuries he was not going to worry about it.
“Yes. This is not about what Legolas might wish, not any more. I want you. I want you both.”
Elladan lightly brushed his lips across Erestor’s, never breaking eye contact. He then brought his lips down into a kiss that continued to deepen until their bodies were pressed tightly and soft moans were exchanged.
Legolas stood in the doorway. He had not been able to walk away. Elrohir sat on the far side of the room. Neither elf moved. They allowed Elladan to take the lead in this. Both knew that if anyone could settle Erestor’s fears, that elf was Elladan.
Erestor no longer cared when he felt Elladan’s hands loosening his tunic. The cool air felt good to his hot skin when at last he felt it slide from his shoulders and off of his body. Elladan then did something that he had wanted to do for days. He flicked his tongue over Erestor’s nipple ring, causing the elf to gasp. Elladan smiled. He had just discovered how to drive away the last vestiges of Erestor’s unease and ignite his passions.
He laid the younger elf back onto the rug, and covered him. Kissing, nipping and licking his way down Erestor’s body, he finally arrived at his goal. Both nipples were pierced, giving him two playthings rather than the one. With an evil smile, he flicked his tongue over a nipple and watched Erestor’s body arch. One by one, he flicked the nipple rings with his tongue, and lightly tugged them with his teeth. He then soothed them with little licks and gentle suckling. Erestor moaned, writhed, and ached with need. Legolas, never opposed to a bit of voyeurism, looked on, enjoying the sight immensely. Elrohir, a voyeur by nature, had pictured this moment in his mind. However the reality was far superior to the fantasy.
Elrohir moved to join his brother. He nipped the tip of Elladan’s ear while whispering to his brother of wicked desires. The twins were broad, hard and muscular of build. When they moved to lie on either side of Erestor, their bodies covered him like a blanket. Both mouths ravaged his lips, tongues exploring and tasting, teeth nipping and teasing. When their ministrations traveled to his ears, Erestor’s breathing sped up and his body shuddered.
The twins slowly moved down Erestor’s body, pausing at his neck to bite and suck the skin leaving dark passion marks; twin marks that could not be covered by tunic or robe. Moving down further still, the brothers turned their attentions to nipples still sensitive from Elladan’s recent use. When those tongues wickedly flicked both nipple rings at once, Erestor bucked wildly. As his nipples were bitten and suckled, he felt his legs parted. He watched as Legolas moved to claim a position between them. Erestor did not even try to suppress his moans when Legolas began stroking his cock through the material of his leggings.
The twins moved in synchronicity as they left the tortured nipples. When Legolas moved away as well, Erestor’s hands flew to his leggings to attend to his abandoned arousal. The twins batted his hands away and opened the lacing on his leggings, freeing a ready erection. Elladan leaned in and kissed Erestor lightly while Elrohir’s tongue delicately danced along his cock. All too soon, at least to Erestor’s way of thinking, the twins moved away. To his great relief they had only moved in order to slide his leggings down and off.
Lust was riding Legolas as he looked on. Roughly he spread Erestor’s legs wide as the twins began licking the sides of his cock. Legolas looked down into Erestor’s dark eyes as he began flicking his tongue across the tip. Erestor threw his head back and fisted his hands into the rug. Three tongues! Valar! When Legolas took the head of the engorged cock in his mouth the twins changed positions to suck on the tips of Erestor’s ears.
Softly Legolas spoke. “Open your eyes, baby. Watch as I swallow you whole.”
Erestor looked on as his cock was taken into Legolas’ throat. The rhythm Legolas set, the moist heat of his mouth, and his soft moans stole from Erestor what little control remained. The twins continued to suck and lick his ears. With such an intense sensual onslaught, he was soon begging for release without restraint or shame.
Elrohir stood up and left the room, returning with a bundle that was set on the rug nearby. From its midst he removed a vial of oil. Next he brought out a pillow. Carefully, he raised Erestor’s hips and slid the pillow underneath. Erestor was absolutely no help in that maneuver. He was too far gone. Elrohir uncorked the oil and slowly poured it over Legolas’ hand, the excess dripping and running in rivulets across Erestor’s skin.
Erestor felt Legolas smile before a finger pierced his body. Soon that finger was joined by another which found his prostate with unerring accuracy. Legolas stroked and petted the small bundle unmercifully. When a third finger was added, the twins draped their arms across Erestor’s body, preventing movement. The thrusting fingers and Legolas’ hum of approval soon proved to be too much, sending Erestor over the edge into orgasm as the twins looked on.
When he recovered from the throws of his climax, Erestor realized that three hard ellons were kneeling above him. Three cocks! Oh Valar! He absolutely could not help himself. His eyes darted from one cock to the other trying to figure out what was going to happen next. Legolas grinned and recalled Erestor’s questions about what was to go where. He knew that right now Erestor’s mind was working fiercely in an effort to come up with a solution.
Not a word had to be said. Legolas would be the first to take Erestor. They were a couple but had never had intercourse. This would be their first time. The twins would not impose themselves. This moment belonged to Legolas and Erestor.
Legolas moved over Erestor’s body and kissed him with tenderness and adoration. They gazed into one another’s eyes as Legolas sheathed his cock in one strong thrust. Erestor immediately wrapped his legs around Legolas’ waist tightly, attempting to draw him closer. Their bodies joined, their eyes locked, and for one precious moment nothing existed but two elves in love.
“Let me feel you move inside my body. Love me.”
Those words were said with such depth of passion that Legolas’ breath was taken away. He put all of his desire, love, and passion into that first deep thrust. Legolas then set a tempo: hard, deep and fast. Erestor gave himself over to sensation, writhing wantonly, a sight that affected not only the elf above him but also the two elves across the room. He cried out for harder and deeper penetration even as his body arched and stretched with each thrust.
Legolas felt himself losing control and his thrusts became faster and almost brutal as a piece of his soul took flight. When Erestor tensed Elrohir moved to his side and took the younger elf’s cock in hand. He pumped in rhythm with Legolas’ thrusts. Then, for the second time that night, Erestor came hard. Legolas soon followed, undone by the strength of the muscles gripping his cock. The spent elves lay in one another’s arms, trembling as they rode the bliss of the orgasmic high.
Finally Legolas pulled out of Erestor and rolled off to the side. Elrohir kissed the younger elf lightly before moving down his body and licking cum from his abdomen. Elladan whispered in Legolas’ ear, asking him to move away. He then began cleaning Erestor’s flaccid sex with light cat like swipes of his tongue even as Elrohir returned to kiss Erestor once more.
“Taste yourself on my lips.”
Erestor moaned as Elrohir’s lips covered his own. Their tongues danced together until Erestor’s head was turned to the side and his mouth captured by another. Elladan and Elrohir kissed him deeply. Their lips played across his mouth. When he felt two tongues slide caressingly across his own, his sex woke once more. He moaned, his body tried to arc but was held fast beneath the bodies of the two warriors. When the twins looked down upon him, they saw the eyes of lust looking back up at them.
Elrohir whispered, “We want you.”
Erestor moaned.
Elladan purred, “We are going to have you.”
Erestor breathily begged. “Please.”
Legolas looked on with hooded eyes.
The twins moved to his neck kissing, lightly biting and suckling the fair skin, then Elrohir rolled to the side and away. Elladan grabbed his wrists and held Erestor’s hands over his head then moved between his legs. His broad muscular body, the intensity in his eyes, and his full lips combined to make a picture of pure eroticism. Erestor became a very willing captive.
“I am going to make you scream, little baby.”
With that said, Elladan filled him. He was thick and long and gave Erestor no time to adjust. Instead Elladan ground into him before pulling almost completely out. Slowly and deeply he impaled Erestor, brushing his sweet spot again and again. Then he performed a maneuver that did make Erestor scream. He thrust his cock deep, hitting the prostate and grinding into it steadily. He repeated this process over and over. Then just before Erestor could come back to himself he began thrusting fast and hard. Erestor cried out, begged, tossed his head from one side to the other, completely a prisoner to Elladan’s sex.
“Do you like this, sweet one? Does my steel feel good inside?”
Erestor cried out “Yes…Yes…Please…”
Whispering, Elladan asked, “What do you want, Erestor?”
A moan was his only reply. Thrusting deeply he asked, “This? Do you want this?” He thrust again.
Erestor began moving, writhing, moaning and crying out his need desperate for release.
“Not yet, sweet. Not yet. My body is burning. Do you feel it?”
Erestor tried to move his hands, but Elladan held him tight. Elladan dominated him, owned him, tortured him. It was almost an hour before Elrohir finally sat above him, stroking Erestor’s hair and looking down at him as he thrashed.
“I want him, brother. Bring him.”
Elladan smiled wickedly. If Erestor thought he had been thrusting hard before, he learned his mistake. Elrohir held him in place as Elladan pounded him with a force unlike anything he had ever known or believed himself capable of surviving. His world exploded as he screamed Elladan’s name in climax. Elladan continued to thrust through the orgasm until he climaxed, emptying his seed deep inside Erestor’s body. Then he enfolded the younger elf into his strong arms, holding him in a protective embrace.
Long moments passed before either elf moved. Erestor finally looked up at Elladan, awed and breathless. Elladan responded with a tender smile and gentle kiss before moving to the side. Legolas brought a damp towel which was taken by Elrohir without comment.
Elrohir cleaned the seed from Erestor’s abdomen and chest and tossed the towel to the side. Erestor’s eyes were huge as he looked up at the warrior above him. His entire presence bespoke carnal desire. After Elladan and Legolas, Erestor had not thought it possible to become aroused. He had already come three times. But the almost indecent lust in Elrohir’s eyes and the sensual aura he projected promised pleasure beyond imagining. He was firmly convinced that there was not an elf on Arda who could withstand Elrohir’s allure. Erestor was both intimidated and incredibly drawn.
In a breathy voice, Legolas said, “Elrohir has unusual tastes Erestor.”
Elladan added, “Give yourself over to him. Let him guide you.”
Elrohir looked down at Erestor with hooded eyes. “Legolas and Elladan took you hard, didn’t they? Come to the bed.”
Erestor whispered “Yes.”
Elrohir stroked Erestor’s cheek. “I am going to do wicked things to you, Erestor.”
Turning to Legolas and Elladan, Elrohir said “Leave us.”
Legolas looked at him sharply. Elladan said, “Elrohir…”
He was answered by a gruff, “Do it.”
Legolas and Elladan stepped out onto the balcony but did not close the doors. When Legolas had said that Elrohir had exotic tastes he had meant it. Neither he nor Elladan had expected to be sent from the room. Now they had to wonder what Elrohir had in mind that he did not want them to witness.
Elrohir smiled and his eyes gleamed. “Now we shall have some fun.” He guided Erestor to lie on his stomach, leaned down and whispered into his ear, I have wanted to do this for years.”
Erestor felt a hot slick tongue slide along his back, moving steadily down and sending shudders through his body. When hands pulled his cheeks apart he threw his head back and parted his legs even wider. Elrohir’s tongue swiped the line of his buttock, dipping into his body. Wet moisture swirled around his entrance causing him to press back searching for the tongue that teased. Elrohir would not allow his quest. Quick shallow licks lapped at him, then Elrohir dipped his tongue in deeply and purred.
“You taste of Elladan.”
His tongue moved out, whorled the entrance and thrust down deep again.
“Ai!”
Elrohir worked his tongue gathering his brother’s seed from Erestor’s body. Then retreating he resumed lapping while one hand snaked beneath and fondled Erestor’s testicles. Poor Erestor was coming quite undone. Elrohir raised himself up, pressing his body along Erestor’s back.
“You and I are going to greet the sun together. I am in no hurry Erestor.”
He let his cock press into Erestor and asked, “Do you feel that?”
Erestor nodded.
Elrohir chuckled. “Do you want that?”
Erestor whimpered.
Elrohir rolled onto his back drawing Erestor along with him. “Take yourself then. Ride me Erestor.”
Erestor’s eyes flashed and he impaled himself hard. Elrohir’s neck arched, but he continued to watch the elf above him. Erestor looked at him only briefly before throwing his head back and riding with all his might.
“That’s right. Take what you want from me.”
When Erestor’s moves became erratic with his impending climax, Elrohir rolled him onto his back and grasped the base of his cock.
“Uh uh”
Erestor moaned pitifully when Elrohir withdrew. Elrohir kissed his forehead before reaching to the side table and retrieving a ribbon. He tied it to the base of Erestor’s cock and sat back to watch Erestor’s body arch and hands fist.
“Our tastes are not so dissimilar are they Erestor?”
Erestor sucked in air before answering, “I do not know.”
"This little chest was in the corner." Elrohir nodded to a small chest on the floor beside the bed. "It is quite the little treasure trove. You have a few toys that even I have never seen. We don't have time to do them justice tonight though. Pity. No worries, tomorrow we can play with my toys. Now about this tiny chain, it goes through the nipple rings like so, does it not?”
Elrohir attached the chain and gave an experimental tug. Erestor gasped as he responded to Elrohir’s hand.
“Good. I like this. Yes, this is going to be one of my favorites. You are so sweet, Erestor.”
Elrohir pulled once more before delving back into the pile of goodies. “Well look at this! I wonder what a knife is doing in here.”
He then showed that he knew very well the knife’s use as he dragged it down Erestor’s body. The blade never touched skin, but was kept a hair’s breath above. Had Erestor moved even a muscle he would have felt the blade’s bite. He knew it well and froze.
Tossing the knife aside Elrohir said, “Perhaps when we have more time. You have quite a selection of dildos and plugs. I wonder how many times you wore these to work. Whips, crops, restraints… Nipple clamps? You don’t have much use for these now do you?” He gave another pull to the chain. “I thought not. So these are for someone else. Interesting.”
Elrohir left the bed to retrieve an open bottle of wine. When he returned he took a seat at the edge of the bed and took one of the plugs from the chest.
“You know, this is a very well made piece.” He opened the plug’s hollow body and filled it with the wine. As he resealed it he said, “Pity we don’t have any mulled wine. This will do nicely though. Turn over, Erestor. Good.”
He inserted the plug into Erestor’s body and turned him onto his back once more. After loosening the nipple chains he asked, “Hungry?”
Smiling, Elrohir crawled up the bed and straddled Erestor’s head. “Let me feed you.”
As Erestor opened his mouth and loosened his throat, Elrohir fed him cock. Gently at first, Elrohir moved in and out. When Erestor grasped his hips though Elrohir leaned forward and began fucking Erestor’s mouth. Erestor had never been as relieved as when Elrohir finally came. The younger elf had not been prepared for him to be so demanding.
Elrohir knew exactly what he was about. He was not going to hurt the elf, just push him a bit. There wasn’t much time left before the dawn though so he decided to lighten up.
He removed the butt plug and said, “This is your night, not mine so I will give you what you need.”
“Can you? How? You just…”
Elrohir looked him dead in the eye and said, “I can and I will. Now on your stomach Erestor.”
Elrohir lay over him, moved his hair to the side and began kissing his neck. The incredible gentleness was in stark contrast to his actions of only minutes before. It aroused Erestor greatly, which was not to his mind a good thing. He *really* wanted that little ribbon on his cock gone
Elrohir grazed his teeth across Erestor’s neck, biting gently causing Erestor to moan softly. Teeth then broke the skin, drawing blood. Elrohir licked the blood and sucked a dark bruise on Erestor’s fair skin. The mark would probably not be visible unless one were looking for it, but once seen it would stand out in wicked shades of red and purple. He doubted Legolas would like it, but this was between him and Erestor. It was a reminder of games yet to be played, good times to be had.
Gently he entered Erestor eliciting a soft sigh. Slowly he rocked as he stroked Erestor’s back.
Elrohir slipped his hand to the beribboned cock and asked, “Do you want to come now, Erestor?”
Erestor surprised himself by answering, “No, not yet.” He did not want this to end, and end it would just as soon as he came.
“Very well.”
Elrohir gazed down at the younger elf beneath him. Had he been Legolas, he never would have allowed another near him. In his opinion, his friend had made a rather large mistake. Tonight he had sacrificed much of Erestor’s trust. It would not be easy for him to reclaim.
Elrohir slowly thrust, penetrating deeply. His warrior’s body was hard muscle, yet his touch was soft. His movements were strong but his love gentle. Erestor was loosing himself, not to sex but to the sensuality of Elrohir’s touch. Legolas and Elladan stood in the doorway of the balcony and watched as silent spectators to one of the most erotic moments that either had ever witnessed.
There was nothing that Legolas could say and he knew it. It was he who instigated matters. The twins had insisted that this night belong to Erestor and he had agreed, yet he had not been prepared for what he had seen. The twins really cared for Erestor and the sentiments were returned. He should be glad of the fact as it would make it possible to carry on a relationship with them. Instead it made him uneasy. It was probably only because Erestor was the center of all attentions but he could not help but ask himself what he had done.
As dawn broke Elrohir removed the ribbon. “The sun is come, Erestor. Come with me.” Elrohir thrust hard three times before both elves came as one. Together they saw the sun rise.
When Erestor was once again able to stand, all four elves entered the bath. Legolas, Elladan and Elrohir bathed and oiled Erestor’s flushed skin. By the time they had finished, Erestor felt completely boneless. All four elves were exhausted and eagerly piled into Erestor’s big bed before spooning and falling into a much needed sleep.
Author: Sbyte
Beta: Keiliss
Chapter 6/9
MPAA Rating: NC-17
EOAS Rating: Red (explicit acts)
Summary: The night belongs to Erestor.
Pairings: Erestor/Legolas, Erestor/Elladan, Erestor/ Elrohir, Legolas/Elladan/Elrohir implied
Disclaimer: This is all in fun, and definitely not my own. The elves and their world belong to J.R.R. Tolkien. ):
Warning: This is AU. Tolkien is no doubt spinning in his grave at the thought of his elves involved in a foursome. Just remember when reading of four way sex that elves can do anything. Fim and Keiliss will back me up on this.
Note: This is not the movie version of Legolas. If you have a thing for that characterization, you need not read this. He isn’t here. Can you really picture him in a foursome anyway?
Chapter Six
Erestor allowed Legolas to lead him inside although he was a bundle of nerves. Legolas did not even sit down before addressing the twins. “Erestor is willing to try. He is frightened though.” Erestor pursed his lips and looked away from the twins. “I have assured him that everything will stop the moment he says that he cannot go on.”
Elrohir responded, “Of course. We are not going to force anything on you Erestor.” Seeing Erestor’s unease, Elrohir led him to sit in front of the fire. He cradled him in his arms and whispered, “You really are nervous, aren’t you?”
Erestor dropped his head to Elrohir’s shoulder.
“Take your time. No one is going to press you into anything.”
Although Elrohir’s tone was meant to sooth, it accomplished the opposite. Erestor’s case of nerves threatened to escalate into blind panic. He could not shake the thought of three ellons having him. That was three cocks for Valar sake! Six testicles! There was room for two, but where was that third cock supposed to go? Not in him by Valar! Oh please say not in him! His mind was in chaos. He wanted this, but felt that he should not. He was in love. How could he? Four elves? How would he? Oh but he wanted to.
Elrohir tipped his face up and saw the turmoil. “Tonight is all about you, Erestor. Another night perhaps there will be more, but this night is yours.”
Elladan had watched the little scene, and decided to take control. His brother meant well, but was mistaken in what he felt Erestor needed. He asked Legolas to leave them alone for a moment before going to kneel behind Erestor on the rug. Elladan moved the thick black hair to one side and kissed Erestor’s neck. He felt him tense, but did not withdraw his lips. Instead he pulled him back and away from his brother’s arms. Elrohir looked askance but made no move to interfere and moved away.
“Legolas is not here Erestor. I told him to take a walk. Are you doing this because of him? If that is the only reason, this is not happening. We want you to desire this; to want us as we do you.”
Elladan turned Erestor to face him and let him see the passion in his eyes. Those eyes could melt the heart of any elf in Imladris if he wished it, and Erestor was no exception.
“Do you want us, Erestor? Will you give yourself to us tonight?”
Erestor looked into Elladan’s eyes and came to a decision. Tonight he would let go of his inhibitions and preconceived ideals of what should and should not be. For one night of his life, he was going to live a dream. It might never happen again, but he would take what the twins offered. He took this step not for Legolas but for himself. What tomorrow would bring he did not know and for the first time in centuries he was not going to worry about it.
“Yes. This is not about what Legolas might wish, not any more. I want you. I want you both.”
Elladan lightly brushed his lips across Erestor’s, never breaking eye contact. He then brought his lips down into a kiss that continued to deepen until their bodies were pressed tightly and soft moans were exchanged.
Legolas stood in the doorway. He had not been able to walk away. Elrohir sat on the far side of the room. Neither elf moved. They allowed Elladan to take the lead in this. Both knew that if anyone could settle Erestor’s fears, that elf was Elladan.
Erestor no longer cared when he felt Elladan’s hands loosening his tunic. The cool air felt good to his hot skin when at last he felt it slide from his shoulders and off of his body. Elladan then did something that he had wanted to do for days. He flicked his tongue over Erestor’s nipple ring, causing the elf to gasp. Elladan smiled. He had just discovered how to drive away the last vestiges of Erestor’s unease and ignite his passions.
He laid the younger elf back onto the rug, and covered him. Kissing, nipping and licking his way down Erestor’s body, he finally arrived at his goal. Both nipples were pierced, giving him two playthings rather than the one. With an evil smile, he flicked his tongue over a nipple and watched Erestor’s body arch. One by one, he flicked the nipple rings with his tongue, and lightly tugged them with his teeth. He then soothed them with little licks and gentle suckling. Erestor moaned, writhed, and ached with need. Legolas, never opposed to a bit of voyeurism, looked on, enjoying the sight immensely. Elrohir, a voyeur by nature, had pictured this moment in his mind. However the reality was far superior to the fantasy.
Elrohir moved to join his brother. He nipped the tip of Elladan’s ear while whispering to his brother of wicked desires. The twins were broad, hard and muscular of build. When they moved to lie on either side of Erestor, their bodies covered him like a blanket. Both mouths ravaged his lips, tongues exploring and tasting, teeth nipping and teasing. When their ministrations traveled to his ears, Erestor’s breathing sped up and his body shuddered.
The twins slowly moved down Erestor’s body, pausing at his neck to bite and suck the skin leaving dark passion marks; twin marks that could not be covered by tunic or robe. Moving down further still, the brothers turned their attentions to nipples still sensitive from Elladan’s recent use. When those tongues wickedly flicked both nipple rings at once, Erestor bucked wildly. As his nipples were bitten and suckled, he felt his legs parted. He watched as Legolas moved to claim a position between them. Erestor did not even try to suppress his moans when Legolas began stroking his cock through the material of his leggings.
The twins moved in synchronicity as they left the tortured nipples. When Legolas moved away as well, Erestor’s hands flew to his leggings to attend to his abandoned arousal. The twins batted his hands away and opened the lacing on his leggings, freeing a ready erection. Elladan leaned in and kissed Erestor lightly while Elrohir’s tongue delicately danced along his cock. All too soon, at least to Erestor’s way of thinking, the twins moved away. To his great relief they had only moved in order to slide his leggings down and off.
Lust was riding Legolas as he looked on. Roughly he spread Erestor’s legs wide as the twins began licking the sides of his cock. Legolas looked down into Erestor’s dark eyes as he began flicking his tongue across the tip. Erestor threw his head back and fisted his hands into the rug. Three tongues! Valar! When Legolas took the head of the engorged cock in his mouth the twins changed positions to suck on the tips of Erestor’s ears.
Softly Legolas spoke. “Open your eyes, baby. Watch as I swallow you whole.”
Erestor looked on as his cock was taken into Legolas’ throat. The rhythm Legolas set, the moist heat of his mouth, and his soft moans stole from Erestor what little control remained. The twins continued to suck and lick his ears. With such an intense sensual onslaught, he was soon begging for release without restraint or shame.
Elrohir stood up and left the room, returning with a bundle that was set on the rug nearby. From its midst he removed a vial of oil. Next he brought out a pillow. Carefully, he raised Erestor’s hips and slid the pillow underneath. Erestor was absolutely no help in that maneuver. He was too far gone. Elrohir uncorked the oil and slowly poured it over Legolas’ hand, the excess dripping and running in rivulets across Erestor’s skin.
Erestor felt Legolas smile before a finger pierced his body. Soon that finger was joined by another which found his prostate with unerring accuracy. Legolas stroked and petted the small bundle unmercifully. When a third finger was added, the twins draped their arms across Erestor’s body, preventing movement. The thrusting fingers and Legolas’ hum of approval soon proved to be too much, sending Erestor over the edge into orgasm as the twins looked on.
When he recovered from the throws of his climax, Erestor realized that three hard ellons were kneeling above him. Three cocks! Oh Valar! He absolutely could not help himself. His eyes darted from one cock to the other trying to figure out what was going to happen next. Legolas grinned and recalled Erestor’s questions about what was to go where. He knew that right now Erestor’s mind was working fiercely in an effort to come up with a solution.
Not a word had to be said. Legolas would be the first to take Erestor. They were a couple but had never had intercourse. This would be their first time. The twins would not impose themselves. This moment belonged to Legolas and Erestor.
Legolas moved over Erestor’s body and kissed him with tenderness and adoration. They gazed into one another’s eyes as Legolas sheathed his cock in one strong thrust. Erestor immediately wrapped his legs around Legolas’ waist tightly, attempting to draw him closer. Their bodies joined, their eyes locked, and for one precious moment nothing existed but two elves in love.
“Let me feel you move inside my body. Love me.”
Those words were said with such depth of passion that Legolas’ breath was taken away. He put all of his desire, love, and passion into that first deep thrust. Legolas then set a tempo: hard, deep and fast. Erestor gave himself over to sensation, writhing wantonly, a sight that affected not only the elf above him but also the two elves across the room. He cried out for harder and deeper penetration even as his body arched and stretched with each thrust.
Legolas felt himself losing control and his thrusts became faster and almost brutal as a piece of his soul took flight. When Erestor tensed Elrohir moved to his side and took the younger elf’s cock in hand. He pumped in rhythm with Legolas’ thrusts. Then, for the second time that night, Erestor came hard. Legolas soon followed, undone by the strength of the muscles gripping his cock. The spent elves lay in one another’s arms, trembling as they rode the bliss of the orgasmic high.
Finally Legolas pulled out of Erestor and rolled off to the side. Elrohir kissed the younger elf lightly before moving down his body and licking cum from his abdomen. Elladan whispered in Legolas’ ear, asking him to move away. He then began cleaning Erestor’s flaccid sex with light cat like swipes of his tongue even as Elrohir returned to kiss Erestor once more.
“Taste yourself on my lips.”
Erestor moaned as Elrohir’s lips covered his own. Their tongues danced together until Erestor’s head was turned to the side and his mouth captured by another. Elladan and Elrohir kissed him deeply. Their lips played across his mouth. When he felt two tongues slide caressingly across his own, his sex woke once more. He moaned, his body tried to arc but was held fast beneath the bodies of the two warriors. When the twins looked down upon him, they saw the eyes of lust looking back up at them.
Elrohir whispered, “We want you.”
Erestor moaned.
Elladan purred, “We are going to have you.”
Erestor breathily begged. “Please.”
Legolas looked on with hooded eyes.
The twins moved to his neck kissing, lightly biting and suckling the fair skin, then Elrohir rolled to the side and away. Elladan grabbed his wrists and held Erestor’s hands over his head then moved between his legs. His broad muscular body, the intensity in his eyes, and his full lips combined to make a picture of pure eroticism. Erestor became a very willing captive.
“I am going to make you scream, little baby.”
With that said, Elladan filled him. He was thick and long and gave Erestor no time to adjust. Instead Elladan ground into him before pulling almost completely out. Slowly and deeply he impaled Erestor, brushing his sweet spot again and again. Then he performed a maneuver that did make Erestor scream. He thrust his cock deep, hitting the prostate and grinding into it steadily. He repeated this process over and over. Then just before Erestor could come back to himself he began thrusting fast and hard. Erestor cried out, begged, tossed his head from one side to the other, completely a prisoner to Elladan’s sex.
“Do you like this, sweet one? Does my steel feel good inside?”
Erestor cried out “Yes…Yes…Please…”
Whispering, Elladan asked, “What do you want, Erestor?”
A moan was his only reply. Thrusting deeply he asked, “This? Do you want this?” He thrust again.
Erestor began moving, writhing, moaning and crying out his need desperate for release.
“Not yet, sweet. Not yet. My body is burning. Do you feel it?”
Erestor tried to move his hands, but Elladan held him tight. Elladan dominated him, owned him, tortured him. It was almost an hour before Elrohir finally sat above him, stroking Erestor’s hair and looking down at him as he thrashed.
“I want him, brother. Bring him.”
Elladan smiled wickedly. If Erestor thought he had been thrusting hard before, he learned his mistake. Elrohir held him in place as Elladan pounded him with a force unlike anything he had ever known or believed himself capable of surviving. His world exploded as he screamed Elladan’s name in climax. Elladan continued to thrust through the orgasm until he climaxed, emptying his seed deep inside Erestor’s body. Then he enfolded the younger elf into his strong arms, holding him in a protective embrace.
Long moments passed before either elf moved. Erestor finally looked up at Elladan, awed and breathless. Elladan responded with a tender smile and gentle kiss before moving to the side. Legolas brought a damp towel which was taken by Elrohir without comment.
Elrohir cleaned the seed from Erestor’s abdomen and chest and tossed the towel to the side. Erestor’s eyes were huge as he looked up at the warrior above him. His entire presence bespoke carnal desire. After Elladan and Legolas, Erestor had not thought it possible to become aroused. He had already come three times. But the almost indecent lust in Elrohir’s eyes and the sensual aura he projected promised pleasure beyond imagining. He was firmly convinced that there was not an elf on Arda who could withstand Elrohir’s allure. Erestor was both intimidated and incredibly drawn.
In a breathy voice, Legolas said, “Elrohir has unusual tastes Erestor.”
Elladan added, “Give yourself over to him. Let him guide you.”
Elrohir looked down at Erestor with hooded eyes. “Legolas and Elladan took you hard, didn’t they? Come to the bed.”
Erestor whispered “Yes.”
Elrohir stroked Erestor’s cheek. “I am going to do wicked things to you, Erestor.”
Turning to Legolas and Elladan, Elrohir said “Leave us.”
Legolas looked at him sharply. Elladan said, “Elrohir…”
He was answered by a gruff, “Do it.”
Legolas and Elladan stepped out onto the balcony but did not close the doors. When Legolas had said that Elrohir had exotic tastes he had meant it. Neither he nor Elladan had expected to be sent from the room. Now they had to wonder what Elrohir had in mind that he did not want them to witness.
Elrohir smiled and his eyes gleamed. “Now we shall have some fun.” He guided Erestor to lie on his stomach, leaned down and whispered into his ear, I have wanted to do this for years.”
Erestor felt a hot slick tongue slide along his back, moving steadily down and sending shudders through his body. When hands pulled his cheeks apart he threw his head back and parted his legs even wider. Elrohir’s tongue swiped the line of his buttock, dipping into his body. Wet moisture swirled around his entrance causing him to press back searching for the tongue that teased. Elrohir would not allow his quest. Quick shallow licks lapped at him, then Elrohir dipped his tongue in deeply and purred.
“You taste of Elladan.”
His tongue moved out, whorled the entrance and thrust down deep again.
“Ai!”
Elrohir worked his tongue gathering his brother’s seed from Erestor’s body. Then retreating he resumed lapping while one hand snaked beneath and fondled Erestor’s testicles. Poor Erestor was coming quite undone. Elrohir raised himself up, pressing his body along Erestor’s back.
“You and I are going to greet the sun together. I am in no hurry Erestor.”
He let his cock press into Erestor and asked, “Do you feel that?”
Erestor nodded.
Elrohir chuckled. “Do you want that?”
Erestor whimpered.
Elrohir rolled onto his back drawing Erestor along with him. “Take yourself then. Ride me Erestor.”
Erestor’s eyes flashed and he impaled himself hard. Elrohir’s neck arched, but he continued to watch the elf above him. Erestor looked at him only briefly before throwing his head back and riding with all his might.
“That’s right. Take what you want from me.”
When Erestor’s moves became erratic with his impending climax, Elrohir rolled him onto his back and grasped the base of his cock.
“Uh uh”
Erestor moaned pitifully when Elrohir withdrew. Elrohir kissed his forehead before reaching to the side table and retrieving a ribbon. He tied it to the base of Erestor’s cock and sat back to watch Erestor’s body arch and hands fist.
“Our tastes are not so dissimilar are they Erestor?”
Erestor sucked in air before answering, “I do not know.”
"This little chest was in the corner." Elrohir nodded to a small chest on the floor beside the bed. "It is quite the little treasure trove. You have a few toys that even I have never seen. We don't have time to do them justice tonight though. Pity. No worries, tomorrow we can play with my toys. Now about this tiny chain, it goes through the nipple rings like so, does it not?”
Elrohir attached the chain and gave an experimental tug. Erestor gasped as he responded to Elrohir’s hand.
“Good. I like this. Yes, this is going to be one of my favorites. You are so sweet, Erestor.”
Elrohir pulled once more before delving back into the pile of goodies. “Well look at this! I wonder what a knife is doing in here.”
He then showed that he knew very well the knife’s use as he dragged it down Erestor’s body. The blade never touched skin, but was kept a hair’s breath above. Had Erestor moved even a muscle he would have felt the blade’s bite. He knew it well and froze.
Tossing the knife aside Elrohir said, “Perhaps when we have more time. You have quite a selection of dildos and plugs. I wonder how many times you wore these to work. Whips, crops, restraints… Nipple clamps? You don’t have much use for these now do you?” He gave another pull to the chain. “I thought not. So these are for someone else. Interesting.”
Elrohir left the bed to retrieve an open bottle of wine. When he returned he took a seat at the edge of the bed and took one of the plugs from the chest.
“You know, this is a very well made piece.” He opened the plug’s hollow body and filled it with the wine. As he resealed it he said, “Pity we don’t have any mulled wine. This will do nicely though. Turn over, Erestor. Good.”
He inserted the plug into Erestor’s body and turned him onto his back once more. After loosening the nipple chains he asked, “Hungry?”
Smiling, Elrohir crawled up the bed and straddled Erestor’s head. “Let me feed you.”
As Erestor opened his mouth and loosened his throat, Elrohir fed him cock. Gently at first, Elrohir moved in and out. When Erestor grasped his hips though Elrohir leaned forward and began fucking Erestor’s mouth. Erestor had never been as relieved as when Elrohir finally came. The younger elf had not been prepared for him to be so demanding.
Elrohir knew exactly what he was about. He was not going to hurt the elf, just push him a bit. There wasn’t much time left before the dawn though so he decided to lighten up.
He removed the butt plug and said, “This is your night, not mine so I will give you what you need.”
“Can you? How? You just…”
Elrohir looked him dead in the eye and said, “I can and I will. Now on your stomach Erestor.”
Elrohir lay over him, moved his hair to the side and began kissing his neck. The incredible gentleness was in stark contrast to his actions of only minutes before. It aroused Erestor greatly, which was not to his mind a good thing. He *really* wanted that little ribbon on his cock gone
Elrohir grazed his teeth across Erestor’s neck, biting gently causing Erestor to moan softly. Teeth then broke the skin, drawing blood. Elrohir licked the blood and sucked a dark bruise on Erestor’s fair skin. The mark would probably not be visible unless one were looking for it, but once seen it would stand out in wicked shades of red and purple. He doubted Legolas would like it, but this was between him and Erestor. It was a reminder of games yet to be played, good times to be had.
Gently he entered Erestor eliciting a soft sigh. Slowly he rocked as he stroked Erestor’s back.
Elrohir slipped his hand to the beribboned cock and asked, “Do you want to come now, Erestor?”
Erestor surprised himself by answering, “No, not yet.” He did not want this to end, and end it would just as soon as he came.
“Very well.”
Elrohir gazed down at the younger elf beneath him. Had he been Legolas, he never would have allowed another near him. In his opinion, his friend had made a rather large mistake. Tonight he had sacrificed much of Erestor’s trust. It would not be easy for him to reclaim.
Elrohir slowly thrust, penetrating deeply. His warrior’s body was hard muscle, yet his touch was soft. His movements were strong but his love gentle. Erestor was loosing himself, not to sex but to the sensuality of Elrohir’s touch. Legolas and Elladan stood in the doorway of the balcony and watched as silent spectators to one of the most erotic moments that either had ever witnessed.
There was nothing that Legolas could say and he knew it. It was he who instigated matters. The twins had insisted that this night belong to Erestor and he had agreed, yet he had not been prepared for what he had seen. The twins really cared for Erestor and the sentiments were returned. He should be glad of the fact as it would make it possible to carry on a relationship with them. Instead it made him uneasy. It was probably only because Erestor was the center of all attentions but he could not help but ask himself what he had done.
As dawn broke Elrohir removed the ribbon. “The sun is come, Erestor. Come with me.” Elrohir thrust hard three times before both elves came as one. Together they saw the sun rise.
When Erestor was once again able to stand, all four elves entered the bath. Legolas, Elladan and Elrohir bathed and oiled Erestor’s flushed skin. By the time they had finished, Erestor felt completely boneless. All four elves were exhausted and eagerly piled into Erestor’s big bed before spooning and falling into a much needed sleep.
