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Glory Hole	By : kathmco Category: -Multi-Age > Slash - Male/Male Views: 1956 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Author: Emmess
Rating: NC17

Cast: Rumil, Orophin, various Lorien Elves

Summery: Young elves Rumil and Orophin hear tell of a mysterious hole in a Mallorn tree.

Originally written for a challenge fic.
Glory Hole

The group of six or seven young Elves were clustered on the broad branch of the mallorn, their usual meeting place. None of them had yet reached the age of their majority, but they were all at an age where nearly every conversation revolved around sex - or at least what they fantasized sex to be like. Generally speaking, their conversations were mostly repeated hearsay and innuendo, with lots of references to specific body parts thrown in for good measure.

"I swear it by the Valar! It is true…I heard Calderon speaking about it to Theron just yesterday at the archery field!" one young Elf exclaimed to his disbelieving compatriots.

"You heard him wrong…you must have!" Orophin said, shaking his head.

"I did not! Calderon told Theron all about it. He said he went to a mallorn tree and stuck his Elfhood in a hole in the trunk!"

"Why would anyone want to stick their Elfhood in a hole in a tree trunk?" Rumil asked, rolling his eyes at his young friend. "That sounds painful!"

"Well, Calderon didn't sound like it was painful! He was smiling when he told Theron about it, and they were snickering together."

"It still sounds too unbelievable. Where is this tree with the hole in it supposed to be?" Orophin asked, still skeptical at the validity of the tale.

>"Ne>"Near the males' bathing pond…or so Calderon said."

"Bah…they probably knew you were listening and were jesting at your expense! There surely isn't such a tree…we would have heard about it before now," Orophin stated, with all of the authority that only a teenaged Elf could muster. "And even if there were, certainly no adult Elf would purposely stick their Elfhood into a hole in it!"

"They did not know I was there. I was way up in the trees, and they were down on the field, and I hadn't made a sound. And Calderon said that he stuck it in…if you had heard him, you would have believed him, too. Although, I must admit, I can't for the life of me understand why he would want to do it."

"There's only one way to settle this," Rumil said, smiling at his brother. "We'll just have to go and see if we can find this tree. We'll go tonight, after dinner. Haldir will be off to one of his wardens' meetings, and will never know that we've gone."

Orophin grinned and nodded at his younger brother, anxious for the diversion, however unlikely it was that they would find that such a tree actually existed.

So it came to be that, after dinner, as twilight spread throughout the Golden Wood, two teenaged Elves made their way to the males' bathing pond.

The pond was crowded with many Elves cleaning up after a long day. Rumil and Orophin skirted the pond, making sure to keep out of sight of any adults as they made their way deeper into the forest.

Whispering to his brother, Orophin told Rumil to keep a sharp eye out for any mallorn that looked to have an Elfhood-sized hole somewhere in the trunk. They carefully examined each tree as they passed it, but did not see any holes that looked able to accommodate an adult Elf's Elfhood.

Finally, when they had traveled e a e a ways past the bathing pond into the deep of the forest, Orophin elbowed Rumil, pointing to a mallorn tree just ahead of them. The ground on which the tree stood had been completely cleared of brush in a rough circle around its roots. There, in the center of the trunk about three and a half feet from the ground was a hole the size of Orophin's fist.
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Orophin and Rumil looked at each, then turned as one to stare at the tree. "Now what?" Rumil whispered into Orophin's ear.

"Now…you go and stick your Elfhood in the hole and see what happens."

"Are you daft? I'm not sticking anything into that hole…what if it's an animal's nest? I'm not about to try to explain to Haldir how I had my Elfhood bitten off by some bad tempered squirrel!"

"Calderon did it, and his Elfhood was fine!"

"How do you know that? Did you see his Elfhood?"

"No…but…"

"No, thank you. You go and stick your Elfhood in the hole. I'll just stand here and be ready to carry you to the healers."

"Coward!" Orophin muttered, seeing the obstinate expression on his younger brother's face.

"Look who's calling who a coward!" Rumil retorted.

Suddenly, they heard a slight noise in the brush nearby. Freezing, they both bent down to the ground, melting into the bushes as Haldir had taught them.

Theron stepped cautiously into the clearing, looking around a bit nervously. Rumil and Orophin watched as he approached the mallorn tree. They glanced at each other with raised eyebrows as Theron deftly unlaced his leggings, and pulled out his Elfhood. Amazed, their eyes were riveted on his hand, which slowly stroked his member into a hard stiffness.

Of course, by their age, both brothers had discovered the wonders that their hands could bring to their organs, but had never witnessed anyone else do it. Even more surprising was the fact that Theron had chosen to do it in that particular spot of the forest. Both brothers blushed as they felt their own organs grow within their leggings as they watched Theron stroke himself.

Again, they were shocked as Theron inserted his hardened shaft directly into the hole in the mallorn. They could hear his gasp, as his hands braced against the rough bark of the tree, his legs in a wide stance.

As Theron's beg began to buck against the tree, Rumil and Orophin could hear his soft moans from their place in the bushes. They bit back their own moans as his hips began to move faster, pressing his body against the trunk of the tree. Watching him, the brothers' hands unconsciously wandered down to their crotches, rubbing themselves through the fabric of their leggings. Suddenly, Theron's entire body shuddered violently, his head thrown back, his mouth opened wide.

Theron removed his Elfhood from the mallorn, tucking it back into his leggings and relacing them, a very satisfied grin on his face. Casting one long look at the hole in the tree, he turned and walked back the way he had come.

Rumil and Orophin remained silent for quite a while after Theron left. Both had been breathing hard, and both were a bit embarrassed by the feelings they had been having.

"Well," Orophin said, staring at the hole in the mallorn tree, "that didn't look like it hurt him…he looked pretty happy when he left."

"You don't have to do this, 'Phin. We found the tree, and proved the story to be true - grown Elves really do stick their Elfhoods in that hole. You don't have to…"

"I'm curious. I want to know why he did it, and why he was moaning like that. It sounded like he liked it a lot, Rumil. It must be kind of like when…you know…when you touch yourself."

"I do not touch myself!" Rumil grumbled, elbowing his brother and blushing madly.

"Riiiight…we sleep in the same room, remember? Just keep a lookout and let me know if anyone is approaching." Orophin crept cautiously out of the brush, and walked slowly to the mallorn tree. He eyed the hole, almost as if he expected something to jump out at him. When nothing did, he unlaced his leggings, and pulled out his shaft, still semi hard from watching Theron. Stroking it lightly, he felt it get hard enough for him to aim at the hole.

Swallowing hard, he positioned himself directly in front of the hole, and in one quick motion, stuck his Elfhood inte ope opening. For a moment nothing happened, but then Orophin felt something warm and wet encircle the head of his organ. He nearly screamed and pulled it back out of the hole, but a delicious, wonderful feeling shot up to his belly, freezing him in place.

Just as Theron had done, Orophin braced himself by placing both hands on the tree trunk, his legs splayed wide. The moist hotness he had felt was now completely engulfing his member, a strong suction pulling at the delicate skin. His breath became ragged as he instinctively pumped himself into the hole, into the moist heat that surrounded his organ. Faster and faster he slammed his hips into the rough bark of the tree, feeling the build up of tension in his sacs. He exploded, climaxing with a loud, long groan, his knees nearly buckling.

He felt the hot wetness leave him, and he withdrew himself from the hole, still bracing himself against the tree with one hand. He waited until his breathing slowed, then stood up straight, tucking himself back into his leggings and lacing them closed.

He stared at the hole for a moment, a rather goofy grin plastered on his face, before turning and walking slowly back to where Rumil waited.

"Well…what happened?" Rumil asked as soon as Orophin reached him.

"All I can say, Little Brother, is…you have got to try this!"

Rumil looked from his brother to the tree and back again. He moved as if to walk toward the tree, but Orophin's arm stayed him.

"We have to get back to the talan…Haldir will be home soon. We can come back the next time he has a meeting," Orophin promised, turning and leading the way back. Under his breath, Orophin mumbled that he supposed they would be coming back whenever Haldir had a meeting, which would be often, he hoped.

Realizing the time and how late it was getting, the Elf climbed out of the hollowed out mallorn, and stretched up to his full height, feeling his vertebrae crack - the result of crouching down so that his mouth would be level with the hole in the trunk.

"I'd best be getting on home," Haldir thought to himself, groaning a little at the stiffness in his back. "I like taking my turn in the tree, but I really need to bring a chair next time."
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