Glory Hole | By : kathmco Category: -Multi-Age > Slash - Male/Male Views: 1957 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Glory Hole
Chapter 3
"Let me get this straight " one young Elf said to Orophin and Rumil, disbelief ringing in his tone of voice, "a male sticks his Elfhood into a hole that Elleths have between their legs? You expect us to believe that?" Ferenon asked the brothers, cocking an eyebrow in at their wild tale.
"It must be true Haldir said so," Rumil stated, feeling angry that anyone would doubt his idolized older brother's word.
"C'mon Elleths have holes? Holes like this mallorn tree supposedly has that you keep telling us about? And why in Arda would anyone want an Elfhood stuck up their butts? Haldir has been telling you stories, and you two nitwits believed him!"
"Haldir would not lie to us!" Orophin shouted, losing his temper. His muscles tensed, ready to show the unbelieving Elf a thing or two about holes by ripping a new one in him. "As far as the mallorn tree goes, Rumil and I have both experienced what happens when you stick your Elfhood in it, and we do not lie, either!"
"I believe you, 'Phin," Tobianel said loyally. "I was the one who heard the story in the first place."
"Well, perhaps I believe the part about the mallorn tree, but the rest is, well it's ridiculous! Imagine, sticking your Elfhood into some hole in an Elleth or into some male's butt hole! It seems to me that even if you wanted to, it would be damn near impossible to get someone to hold still long enough for you to do it."
"They like it, or so Haldir says."
"Why?" Ferenon asked, still not believing a word of it.
"Because because it feels good, I guess."
"Have you ever had anything stuck up your butt, 'Phin? I doubt that it feels good."
"Orophin and I talked about that we decided that it probably doesn't feel good to the, er stickee, but it must feel good to the sticker, or no one would do it," Rumil explained, thinking that this reasoning was logical.
"I still don't think anyone does it. It just doesn't make sense, Rumil I still think Haldir is joking."
"Why don't you just go home and ask your Ada, then Ferenon? Then we'll see if Haldir is lying, and when you find out that he speaks the truth, you can apologize!" Orophin yelled, finally losing his temper with his friend.
"And when my Ada laughs his butt off, and then tells the whole of Lorien that Haldir is telling tales to his younger brothers - who believed him - then it will be you who apologizes to me!" Ferenon yelled back, climbing down from the mallorn in a huff, and heading for home.
Orophin got up, and began to climb down the mallorn.
"Phin? Where are you going?" Rumil called to his brother.
"I'm going to find out once and for all exactly what the truth is, Rumil. I'm going to ask Lord Celeborn. If he says it's the truth, then no one can doubt our word again or Haldir's!"
Lord Celeborn motioned for Orophin to enter the library, where his Lordship had been perusing a rather thick volume of history. Curious as to the purpose of Haldir's younger brother's visit, in truth Celeborn was grateful for the distraction since the book was tediously dry, and he was bored to tears. Galadriel was busy getting briefed by Haldir somewhere near the north fences, and Celeborn was getting desperate for some type of diversion. He knew full well exactly what a "briefing" by Haldir meant, having been on the receiving end many times himself. Chuckling to himself, he closed the book, laying it on the desk and turned to face the young Elf.
"Orophin! My, you have grown so since we last met. You must be nearing your majority!" Celeborn said, his eyes sweeping over the tall, slim form of the Elf.
"Yes, My Lord indeed my majority is only months from now."
"What brings you on this rare visit? Is everything well with Rumil?"
"Yes, My Lord, Rumil is fine. I am here because well, because "
"Speak up, son, don't be shy have you a question for me?"
"Yes, My Lord," Orophin stared at his boots, unable to meet Celeborn's eyes, blushing furiously. In his heart he believed his older brother, but, standing here in Lord Celeborn's library, with his Lordship staring at him with those piercing blue eyes, Orophin was beginning to doubt the wisdom of coming here. What would he do if it wasn't true, and Celeborn laughed at his naiveté? Well, he was committed now. He took a deep breath and continued. "Rumil and I found this mallorn tree in the forest with a hole in its trunk. We saw an Elf stick his Elfhood in the hole, and then we stuck our Elfhoods in the hole, and well "
"Ahh I see. I know that tree very well, Orophin."
"You do? Good, then I don't have to worry about you not believing me either."
"Someone doubted your word?"
"Not so much about the tree as about the other stuff."
"What 'other stuff?" Celeborn asked, although he had a pretty good idea of what the "other stuff" was Haldir must have had "the talk" with his two younger brothers.
"Haldir told us that males like to stick their Elfhoods in Elleths holes, and Elves' butt holes. Is it true?" Orophin said quickly, nearly cringing as he awaited Celeborn's reaction.
Celeborn didn't answer immediately. He took a moment to observe the younger Elf, and thought back to a time in far distant past when Haldir had asked him the same question. He decided that he would do for Orophin what he had done for Haldir.
"Orophin it is true. All of it. We do it because it gives us great pleasure, as silly as it sounds."
Orophin breathed a sigh of relief. Relief that not only did this prove that Haldir had told them the truth, but that he did not need to endure being embarrassed in front of Celeborn. "So, the sticker has pleasure and that's why Elves do it?"
"Sticker?" Celeborn repeated, chuckling at Orophin's turn of a phrase. "Yes, the 'sticker' has pleasure, but so does their partner."
"Even the males? I mean doesn't that hurt?"
"It is usually uncomfortable in the beginning, but it gets much better in a short while." Celeborn felt his lips turn up a bit at the face of disbelief on Orophin's face. "There is more to it than just an Elf sticking his Elfhood up another Elf's entry, Orophin."
"More? Haldir didn't mention anything else."
"I think Haldir was probably a bit uncomfortable himself discussing the matter with the two of you to begin with - he probably didn't go into too much detail "
"Oh," Orophin said, a bit disappointed - he thought he had the answers, but realized he only had more questions than when he'd arrived.
"Orophin would you like me to show you what it is like?" Celeborn asked softly. He stepped closer to the younger Elf, slowly lifting his hand to stroke Orophin's cheek. He didn't want to frighten the youngster.
"Show me? I er, I "
"I won't if you don't want me to, Orophin the choice is yours. You are near enough to your majority to know."
"I would be honored and grateful, Lord Celeborn," Orophin finally stammered, remembering who it was that he was speaking with. Somehow he knew that it would not be proper to turn down such an offer from the Silver Lord.
Smiling, Celeborn leaned forward and softly kissed Orophin's lips, relishing the thought of being the first to do so. Orophin's eyes flew open as he felt His Lordships warm lips press against his. Drawing back, Celeborn looked into Orophin's wide gray eyes.
"Do you wish for me to stop, Orophin?" he asked, not wanting to push the younger Elf.
"No no, My Lord, I just um " Orophin wasn't sure what to say. He was a little frightened, both by Celeborn's actions and his own body's reaction. He could feel his Elfhood rising in his leggings at the soft touch of Celeborn's lips.
"I will not hurt you, Orophin but if you wish me to stop at any time, understand that it is perfectly all right for you to tell me. I don't want you to be frightened, or unwilling," Celeborn softly replied, gently stroking Orophin's hair with his hand.
"Yes, My Lord I understand. I do not wish for you to stop," Orophin whispered.
Again, Celeborn dipped his head, claiming Orophin's lips. He threaded his hand through Orophin's silky hair, his other hand pulling Orophin's to rest on Celeborn's shoulder.
Hesitantly, Orophin's hand felt the hard shoulder muscles under Celeborn's tunic, made firm and strong by millennia of archery practice. He felt himself grow harder as he pictured what those muscles would look like without the tunic.
As if reading his mind, Celeborn stepped back, unhooking the front of his tunic, slipping it from his shoulders. Orophin felt his breath come faster, his eyes traveling over the sculpted form of his Lord.
"I would like for you to remove your tunic as well, Orophin," Celeborn asked softly.
Shyly, Orophin removed his own tunic, letting it simply fall to the floor at his feet. He trembled, wondering what Celeborn would do next.
Deciding not to draw this out any longer than necessary for the younger elf, who was clearly uncomfortable about the entire undressing part, Celeborn next kicked off his boots and unlaced his leggings. Removing them, he stood naked in front of Orophin, watching him as the younger elf's eyes roamed over his body.
Orophin had seen naked males many times at the bathing pond, and had seen both Haldir and Rumil naked in their talan. Of course, he had also seen Elfhoods at full mast before - the latest being his own and Rumil's at the mallorn tree, but to see Celeborn's Elfhood standing up, thick and bobbing gently, made feelings of lust course through Orophin's veins. His own Elfhood was bursting at the seams of his leggings. He couldn't help the soft moan that escaped from his lips as Celeborn stepped forward and began to unlace his leggings.
Freed from his boots and leggings, his own Elfhood erect, Orophin began to breathe harder, aching for something something he knew Celeborn was going to give him.
Celeborn kissed him again, allowing his tongue to tickle at Orophin's lips. Opening his mouth thinking to ask Celeborn what, if anything, he should be doing, Orophin was surprised to feel His Lordship's tongue enter his mouth. Feeling that soft, hot tongue dance with his own, as Celeborn's hands traveled to cup Orophin's rear end, a moan, louder than before escaped the younger elf's throat.
Knowing that it was Orophin's first time, and that he would not last long, Celeborn whispered in his ear, "Do you trust me?"
"Of course, My Lord," came Orophin's breathy answer. Trembling, his heart was pounding in his chest, his need nearly overwhelming him. He could feel his organ weeping, and he was fighting the urge to reach down and take it in his hand to relieve the unbearable pressure in his groin.
Orophin's eyes widened yet again, as Celeborn kissed his way down the front of the younger elf's chest, until he was kneeling before Orophin's hard, strong erection.
Celeborn heard a gasp as he cupped Orophin's cheek with one hand and wrapped his fingers around his bobbing member with the other. Knowing it would be only moments before Orophin would feel his release, Celeborn took his organ into his mouth without any preamble, sliding his lips down to its root and back up to its head.
Orophin groaned loudly, his hands flying to Celeborn's head as the most incredible feeling swept up his body from his groin. The thought that this was the same feeling he had had yesterday at the mallorn tree flitted through his mind, but was quickly shunted aside as a climax, unlike any other he had ever had ripped through him.
Celeborn stood, gathering the shuddering Elf in his arms, holding him close until the shaking stopped, and he was certain that Orophin would not fall over. He kissed him again, pleased when he felt Orophin's hands sweep across his back, falling to cup Celeborn's cheeks. Tentatively, the younger Elf's hands began to knead the soft flesh, sighing into Celeborn's mouth.
Pulling away, Celeborn looked into Orophin's eyes. "Would you like more?" he asked, already knowing the answer.
Unable to speak, Orophin simply nodded his head in assent. He allowed Celeborn to lead him to his desk. Leaning against the desk, Celeborn whispered, "I would like to feel your mouth on me, Orophin. Would you like to try?"
Without uttering a word, Orophin knelt down, tentatively running a finger along the length of the Silver Lord's erection. Celeborn hissed, feeling his member bob at his touch. "Take me in your mouth, Orophin," he nearly pleaded.
Orophin gingerly took his Lordship in hand, loosely wrapping his fingers around the pulsing organ, afraid that he might hurt him if he squeezed too tightly. Celeborn placed his own hand over Orophin's showing him how firmly to grip his shaft. Moaning, he felt Orophins hot, wet mouth close over the head, slowly sliding down his member and back again. Celeborn's fingers wrapped themselves in Orophin's silver locks, adjusting the speed of Orophin's ministrations.
Not wanting to spend himself in Orophin's mouth, having other educational goals instead, Celeborn withdrew his erection, lowering himself to kneel on the floor next to his pupil. He smiled, noticing that Orophin's Elfhood had risen again.
"Do you like what I've shown you so far, Orophin?" he asked, after kissing him again. He lowered his head to suckle at the soft flesh of Orophin's neck.
"Oh, yes, My Lord did I do it right?" Orophin asked in a whisper.
"Perfectly, young one, perfectly. Can you not see how hard I am? You have done that to me."
"But you didn't, um you know "
"Not yet, Orophin, but I will I want to show you something else first. Will you allow me?"
"Anything, My Lord," Orophin answered, moaning as Celeborn's lips sucked warmth to the surface of his neck, marking him.
Celeborn rose, walking to the desk in the library, retrieving a small vial of oil from the desk drawer. He knelt back down in front of Orophin, showing him the vial.
"We use this oil to coat ourselves so that we do not hurt our partners, Orophin. A male's rear entry - and a female's, for that matter - is very tight, and needs preparation before we can enter comfortably."
Orophin swallowed hard as he stared at the tiny vial of oil in Celeborn's hand. "What should I do, My Lord?"
"I will show you."
Celeborn uncapped the vial and poured a bit of oil on his finger. He bent Orophin over so that he was leaning forward on his hands, his rear held in the air. "Do not be afraid, little one I will not hurt you. I will not penetrate you with my Elfhood today. I just wish to show you a sample of what it is like."
Rubbing his slicked finger gently over Orophin's tight pink entry, Celeborn smiled, hearing a moan of pleasure from the younger Elf's lips. Slowly, his finger breached the opening, his own Elfhood weeping with delight at the tightness.
Orophin gasped as he felt His Lordship's finger enter him. It felt slightly uncomfortable, but not painful. Slowly, Celeborn began to slide his finger deeper, then pulled it nearly all of the way out before sliding it back in. Orophin's hips began to buck, as Celeborn hit his pleasure spot.
Celeborn pulled his finger out of Orophin's tight entry, bending to kiss the soft flesh of his cheeks. Sitting back on his haunches, he looked into Orophin's eyes, clouded with lust. "Did you enjoy that, Orophin," he asked, seeing the younger elf panting.
"My Lord please " Orophin gasped, his own organ pulsing with desire.
"I would ask something of you now, Orophin. I would ask that you enter me. Would you be willing to do that? I need you, little one "
"Anything, My Lord anything," Orophin moaned. He sat up and hesitantly took the vial of oil from Celeborn. He poured a small amount into his palm, spilling a few drops on the floor in his nervousness. Celeborn smiled encouragingly, as Orophin rubbed the oil on his member, coating it from tip to base. Turning away, Celeborn offered his entry to Orophin.
Sighing at the sight of Celeborn's clenching hole, Orophin moved closer, pressing the tip of his organ to Celeborn's entry. He slowly pressed the head of his Elfhood inside Celeborn's channel, groaning at the tightness and heat that gripped his member.
Celeborn wrapped his hand around his own member, stroking it as he felt Orophin penetrate him. Groaning, he instructed Orophin to pump his Elfhood in and out.
Orophin's hips began to buck against Celeborn's ass, his organ sliding in and out of the silky sheathe. Moaning, moving faster, Orophin felt his release building.
"Faster, Orophin," Celeborn cried, his own orgasm imminent. Feeling Orophin slam into him as the younger Elf spilled his seed deep within Celeborn's tight channel, the Silver Lord climaxed, his essence gushing over his hand and onto the floor.
Withdrawing his softening member, Orophin asked apprehensively, "My Lord did I did I hurt you?" He knew he had been really slamming his Elfhood into Celeborn at the end.
Çeleborn's reply was to sit up and smile, leaning forward to kiss Orophin softly. "No, little one you were wonderful. Did you enjoy it?"
"Oh, yes, My Lord. I understand now why Elves do it. I would do it all day long!"
Celeborn laughed, drawing the younger Elf into his embrace. "At least, now you know the truth. Tell Haldir when he returns that I wish to speak with him. I will explain everything."
Dressing, Celeborn kissed Orophin again, and watched as the Elf made his way out of the library. "Do it all day long! I remember when I was able to do it all day long " Celeborn chuckled to himself. He wondered briefly whether Rumil had the same questions as Orophin had.
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