The secret life

Part 9

Imladris 1469 T.A.


Passionately kisses, soft caresses, strong arms holding him, a hot mouth trailed down his chest, he arched his back as a silver strand slid over his left lipple and he felt the warm breath on his lower body... a heat spreading through his whole body and then...
Legolas woke with a start and at once felt the sticky mess in his sleeping pants.
//Valar... not again! This is the third time in a row!//
He turned pink and left his bed to change, after that he took the soiled piece of clothing and began to clean it in the washbowl. To leave it for the chambermaids like this would simply be too embarrassing. When he was done, he went to bed again, but sleep wouldn’t come anymore. Of course he knew some things about anatomy and sexuality, after all he was teached in healing. But he was definetely not interested in choosing a mate or anything like that.
//Damn... what’s wrong with me!//
Not only these wet dreams disturbed him, but he hadn’t slept well the whole week. He was nervous and moody and the now dawning day also promised little to be pleasant.

***

Glorfindel was always patient when training his young charge but eventually he was at the end of his tether.
“Legolas, lay that thrice damned sword down and come here. What’s wrong with you, boy. I showed you this move only two minutes ago. It’s step – step – turn- blow, that shouldn’t be that difficult to memorise.”
“I’m sorry Glorfindel... it seems I’m not good with the sword today.”
“But you had your problems with the bow too... you missed the target more than once! That had not happened for years. Won’t you tell me what the problem is?”
Legolas blushed and looked down in shame.
Glorfindel cupped the young elfs chin with his hand, rough from swordsplay, and looked into Legolas crystal blue eyes.
“You know you can tell me everything, don’t you?”
“It’s nothing... I’m fine, really. I havn’t slept well, that’s all.”
“Perhaps you should talk with Elrond about that... it seems to happen often lately.”
“That won’t be necessary!”
“So all you need is a good nights sleep? Well, I can help you with that. What about a hand-to-hand match... I will fight you and I will make sure that you WILL BE tired after that. Believe me, tonight you are going to sleep like a log.”
Legolas smiled, wrestling with Glorfindel was always fun. The seneschal removed his swordbelt and his tunic, his muscular chest was shimmering in the sun. He shoved Legolas in the wrestling area, where the ground was a bit softer so no one would be seriously hurt. They moved in circles around each other and Glorfindel waited for Legolas to make his first maneuver. When the young one grabbed his upper arms, the warrior lifted him slightly in the air, just to show him that he wouldn’t succeed by force. Legolas understood and once his feet touched the ground again, he hooked the seneschal’s leg with his own and pushed against him. Glorfindel lost his footing and both elves went down. Legolas landed atop of the warrior and tried to pin him down, but found himself flipped on his back and the much stronger warrior body holding him down.
“Not bad, really, but-“
Glorfindel stopped when Legolas face all at once turned to crimson and his eyes grew wide. And suddenly he knew why, as he could feel the young elves arousal pressing against his thigh. He stood immediately.
“Legolas –“
But the ashamed youngster only shook his head and ran towards the house, Glorfindel hesitated a moment, but then followed.

Elrond stood at the threshold of the Last Homely House when a very distressed young elf ran past him, closely followed by his blond seneschal.
“Daro, daro, Glorfindel! What’s this all about?”
“Elrond, I’m sorry... I just have to speak with Legolas.”
“Wait, mellon-nîn, wait. Whatever it is, give him time to calm down first. Tell me what has happened.”
And Glorfindel told Elrond about the little incident at the training grounds.
“Oh dear... our little charge grows up. You are right Glorfindel, I guess he doesn’t understand what is happening to him. I should go and talk to him.”
“Elrond, if you don’t mind, but... wouldn’t it be better if I talk to him. Do not get me wrong, but I think he’s embarrassed enough and-“
“Maybe you’re right... he’s still distant with me. How did you manage to get so very close to him? You are like a father to him, why is that?”
“It’s because I never tried to BE his adar! I will go to him now...”
“Yes, do so... oh, and Glorfindel – do not start your talk with the birds and the bees...”


Legolas didn’t answer the knock at his door but it opened nonetheless. The youngster pulled the blanket over his head when Glorfindel entered and sat on the edge of his bed.
“Legolas, would you please look at me? Do not behave like a child, for you are not.”
“Are you mad with me?”
“Yes I am – NOT because what happened out there, but because you ran from me. Why didn’t you tell me, Legolas? I thought we are friends and could talk about everything?”
“I was so ashamed… I… don’t... know…”
“Legolas, what is happening to you at the moment is quite normal for a male elf at your age. There’s no need to be ashamed. And as much as it would flatter me, I don’t think your reaction had something to do with me. To become aroused when you experience physical contact is normal and -”
“But I do not want… that… I mean, everything changes. Why must that be so? I don’t like the way I feel now.”
“Your body is only trying to tell you, that you are not an elfling anymore but a young ellon. And as every other young ellon you will have certain needs…”
“And what must I do to stop this… this…?”
“You MUST do nothing, but you can, if you want. You will become hard and erect every now and then, mostly in the morning, but it will pass. Or you can bring yourself to release…”
“And how do I do this?”
“There are no rules to that. Touch yourself, try what feels good to you, simply enjoy. And when you are a little older, you possibly find someone to share your passion with.”
“A mate?”
“You do not have to bind with the first one you bed. Although sex is much better when you are in love it is also quite pleasurable without. Many of the warriors do so when on a long term patrol, it’s nothing uncommon.”
“Do I have to, I mean…”
“Of course not. It’s your decision wether to become intimate with another or not.”
“When… how long till I can take a lover? When I come of age?”
“Eager, huh???” – Glorfindel chuckled. “No, you do not have to wait that long but I would advise you not to rush this. You have all the time in the world.”
“But how do I know if I’m ready for… sex?”
“I think you simply feel it. At last when you find a suitable elleth or ellon… ”
“And how do I know if prefer an elleth or an ellon?”
“Legolas, you spend much time with Nori… do you think her beautiful?”
“I never thought about that?”
“And the twins? What do you think about them?”
“They do look quite handsome, I mean they are well built and have comely faces and when they laugh their eyes sparkle and… “ – he gasped – “…does that mean I have feelings for Elladan or Elrohir?”
“No… the twins ARE handsome, that you noticed it doesn’t mean that you’re in love with them. But I think your earlier question has been answered, as you seem to prefer the male touch.”
“How does it feel… to be in love? How did you know that you love Erestor?”
“I don’t know when it began, but at night I dreamt of him, and at day, when he was near, my heart raced and my knees became weak and… well, I think you will find out for yourself… Do you still have any questions, pen-neth… oh, I think I shouldn’t call you that anymore.”
“You may… but only you.”
Glorfindel hugged Legolas and tousled his hair. “And now we should go to the baths and then change. Elrond wouldn’t be happy to have two stinking elfs at his table tonight.”

***

Erestor quietly closed the door. It was already late and he didn’t want to wake his lover. Since 14 years he had not slept in his own bed but in Glorfindels, even when the warrior was on patrol, for his scent still lingered in the sheets. Erestor had to smile when he thought at their first night together in his lovers bed.

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Imladris, 1455 T.A.

They had made love, tender and sensual love, and now Erestor lay wrapped in the seneschals strong arms.
“Are you happy, my dark lover???”
“More than happy, ind-nîn. Although I will need some time to understand what happened the last 24 hours. Everything went so fast.”
“But you don’t regret it, do you?” Glorfindel furrowed his brow in concern.
“No. I only regret waiting so long to talk to you. I could have lost you.”
“But you did not only sleep with me to keep me from leaving?”
“Honestly that came to my mind... but I wanted it to happen too, you must believe me. I had waited so long for love to come my way, I had almost given up. And when I confessed my feelings to you, words were no longer enough. I wanted to feel love, feel what it means to be intimate with you... I think I’ve fallen in love with you, ind-nîn, and I don’t know if I can ever stop these feelings again.”
“You won’t have to. You hold my heart – you always will. You are stuck with me now, forever!”
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Erestor shed his clothes and snuggled up to his already naked lover’s back, only to find Glorfindel was still awake. The dark elf exposed the seneschal’s neck and placed a warm kiss on the soft skin.
“You are brooding, ind-nîn, why is that?”
“I had a difficult time with Legolas today. I never thought that I would have to worry one day about sex education...”
“You like the young elf.”
“Yes, he has a kind heart and will become a great warrior someday.”
“Yes, he is nice, but... Did it never crossed your mind that something about his story is... strange?”
“What do you mean?”
“Why is he here? Why did Thranduil allow him to leave? Why did Elrond not place him in a loving family? Why does everybody care so much for him? Why does he still live in the family wing and not in the barracks as other future warriors do?”
“I don’t think his story strange. The twins like him and therefore Elrond agreed to foster him, that’s all.”
“Maybe you are right.”
Erestor began to kiss down the blond warriors spine and so didn’t see the relieved look in Glorfindels face.
“I think I will let Legolas join the warriors training tomorrow. First I wanted to wait ‘till the twins are back from patrol, but he needs more contact to other elves, closer to his age, you know. What do you think?”
“I think you are talking to much.”
“And that from your mouth!!! Well, could you send Legolas to the training grounds after your lessons tomorrow?”
“I will. But now turn around and ravish me!”
“Oh, hello handsome stranger, have you seen my lover? He’s a dark, shy and timid elf and...”
“Stop teasing and kiss me!”
And Glorfindel turned and sealed the advisor’s mouth with a passionate kiss.


***

Just as he was told, the next day Erestor sent Legolas to the training grounds. The youngster didn’t know what to expect. No one had told him why he should meet with Glorfindel before his usual training in the afternoon.
When the seneschal saw him coming, he told his sparring warriors to stop and gestured for Legolas to approach.
“Soldiers, I think most of you already know Legolas from Greenwood? He will join the training from now on. I suspect you to help him in everyway you can. He’s already a great archer but still has some deficits with the sword, so be gentle. Sarik, you will spar with him. Legolas, go to the weapon chamber and take your training sword.”
Legolas literally beamed at these words. Long had he waited to finally join the warriors. Quickly he ran to fetch the sword, he usually wielded when training with Glorfindel.
“Take your positions.” Glorfindel shouted and the warriors faced each other, Legolas stood in front of Sarik as Glorfindel told them to start fighting.
Metal on metal sounded through the air, Glorfindel moved between the sparring pairs. Everyone was concentrated on his own movements ‘till someone shouted:
“Captain, I think Legolas is hurt.”
The seneschal was at once at his young charge’s side and saw a bloodstain on the sleeve of the prince’s tunic.
“It’s just a shallow cut, I have been careless, it seems. It doesn’t hurt, I haven’t even noticed.” Legolas reassured the blond warrior. But Glorfindel was fuming.
“SARIK! Didn’t I told you to be gentle. Take him to the healers – NOW!”
Legolas tried to intervene:
“Really, Glorfindel, that won’t be necessary!”
“Are you disobeying an order of your captain, soldier? Off with you two now.”
“Yes my captain!” both elves replied with small voices.

***

In the healing wing, Elrond let one of his assistants tend to the wound, wich really was nothing more than a scratch. In fact, Sarik looked more miserable than Legolas.
“I’m sorry you got hurt. The captain will certainly punish me for that! He seems to be overprotective of you.”
“Maybe. I will talk to Glorfindel. You did nothing wrong, you shouldn’t be punished for being a good swordsman.”
Elrond left the room and almost ran into his seneschal, who was coming down the corridor to see to his young charge.
“Elrond – how severe is the cut?”
“Nothing to worry about. It didn’t even need stitches.”
“Perhaps it was to early to let him train with the others.”
“From what I can tell, he enjoyed the training very much. The time was right, believe me. He must make his experiences now.”
“You are right. I just don’t want him to get hurt.”
“You have done a great job in training him. He already is a capable warrior for his young age. Just promise me not to send him on patrol until he is at least 180!”
“Of course not, Elrond. None of my soldiers leaves the training grounds at a younger age.”


***

The public baths were abandoned, when Legolas entered. Everyone was in the hall of fire now or enjoying the warm night outside under the stars.
Legolas loved to take a late bath in solitude. He undressed and hung his towel at one of the hooks. Then he took the soap and the lavender oil and slowly entered one of the hot pools. He sighed as the warm water soothed his muscles. Soon he felt utterly relaxed and began to wash. When he touched his crotch with soapy hands he felt his member stiffen.
Hesitantly Legolas began to touch the swollen flesh, tracing with his thumb over the tip, then down to the scrotum and back. He closed his right hand around his member and moaned at the sensation. When he closed his eyes, images came to his mind, images of a muscular elven body, of dark blue eyes and silver hair. He began to move his hand up and down his shaft with increasing speed. He thought of passionate kisses, of hot breath on his skin. When he felt his scrotum tighten, he threw his head back and with a cry he released his hot seed in the water. Exhausted, the young elf sank back in the warm water, eyes still closed.
Unnoticed by Legolas, Sarik laced up his leggins and slipped out the bathhouse.


Translation:

adar - father
ellon - male elf
elleth - female elf
pen-neth- young one
ind-nîn - my heart

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HHS: Patience! Our blond sweety has to grow up first...


Thanks for all kind of feedback,

Githoniel