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Lord of the Rings Movies › General › Lord of the Ring Stars
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
21
Views:
6,084
Reviews:
16
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is work of fiction! I do not know the celebrity(ies) I am writing about, and I do not profit from these writings.
Tomorrow is a Long Time
Tomorrow is a Long Time
By Bob Dylan
(Had to change the gender again. Sorry ‘bout that, Bob.)
If today was not a crooked highway
If tonight was not a twisted trail
If tomorrow wasn't such a long time
Then lonesome would mean nothing to me at all
Yes and only if my own true love was waiting
If I could hear his heart softly pounding
And if only he was lying by me
Then I'd lie in my bed once again
I can't see my reflection in the water
I can't speak the sounds that show no pain
I can't hear the echo of my footsteps
Or remember the sound of my own name
There's beauty in the silver singing river
There's beauty in that rainbow in the sky
But none of these and nothing else could match the beauty
That I remember in my true love's eyes
Yes and only if my own true love was waiting
If I could hear his heart softly pounding
And if only he was lying by me
Then I'd lie in my bed once again
If today was not an crooked highway
If tonight was not a twisted trail
If tomorrow wasn't such a long time
Then lonesome would mean nothing to me at all
Chapter thirteen
Tomorrow is a Long Time
By Ghost in the Mist
There was a hole in the bed where Sean ought to be, Billy reflected. There was a hole in the bed where Sean ought to be, and it was a hole roughly the size of the Pacific Ocean. It was a dark, cold hole and Billy could think of only one thing that would fill it: Sean.
Dom had been wonderful, of course. Dom was one of the best people on this or any other planet. Viggo had been great. Orli had been great. Everyone had been great. They kept him company, they took him out, they did so many things that kept Billy from being lonely, but they weren’t Sean.
Their bed was entirely too big without Sean in it. Billy found he missed having Sean hold him at night. He missed those strong arms that held him so close. He missed the long, muscular leg that pinned his legs down. Billy felt like he was in free-fall in this bed. Billy got fairly drunk most every night since Sean had been gone. Due to the difference in time zones, communicating by phone was a challenge, so when his phone chirped he automatically looked at his watch. Couldn’t be Sean, Sean would be sleeping now. Billy checked the number and it was! It was Sean!
“Sean!” Billy said. “What are you doing up?”
“Having a hard time sleeping, so I thought I’d ring you up.”
“Is everything okay?”
“Everything is great. Except I can’t seem to sleep. I miss you, Billy baby.”
“I miss you, too.”
“You doing alright?”
“Fine, except for missing you.” Billy said. “Asking Dom to stay was a good idea, Sean. He’s been wonderful. He makes me laugh.”
Sean sighed, sounding tired. Billy could almost see him, dark circles under his eyes and haggard. He sounded so tired. There was a long silence, then Sean spoke once again.
“Talk to me, Billy, just talk to me. It relaxes me. Tell me about work. Tell me what you do when you’re off. Just talk to me so I can sleep again.”
So Billy talked, not saying much of anything, just talking. He told Sean about fishing in a river with Viggo. He described how beautiful the river had been.
“I’ve been there with Viggo. It really is beautiful, baby. But it can’t touch how beautiful your eyes are. Nothing can. I think of them all the time, your pretty eyes. Such beautiful eyes. Eyes I get lost in. Christ, baby, I miss you.”
“It’s an awfully big bed without you, Sean.”
“Wish you were here with me. Then I could sleep again.”
“You’ll be back soon, Sean. But not too soon to suit me.”
“I should just go back tomorrow.”
“No, you should see your family. Family is important, Sean. That’s one of the things I love about you, the way you love your family.”
“I suppose you’re right.” Sean said. “Still, though…even if I came back tomorrow, tomorrow sure seems like a long time without you.”
“Yes, it does, Sean. Tomorrow is a very long time. Tomorrow is fucking forever sometimes.”
“You really do miss me, don’t you?” Sean asked around a yawn.
“Yes, I do, I really do. You’re so tired, I can tell. Just close your eyes and pretend we’re together, Sean.”
“Will you keep talking to me? Will you, Billy baby? Talk to Daddy?”
There was that word again, that word that Sean was so crazy for, that word that made him crazy when Billy said it, that word, 'daddy'.“Yeah, yeah I will. You know, it took me some time to get used to you calling yourself ‘Daddy’ when you talk to me. I didn’t get it at first. I think I do, now, though.”
“Do you, now?” Sean laughed. “So, why do I do that, then?”
“Because you want to take care of me. You like feeling like the father figure. You like me a little dependent on you. You want me to be your baby, so you want to be my daddy.”
“Sounds pretty much right, little Billy.”
“And you like being the boss. You like being in charge.”
Sean laughed again. “And how do you feel about that?”
Billy grinned. “Come home and I’ll show you.”
“Wish you could show me now.”
“Well, why don’t you just reach down into your boxers and take a handful of that big cock of yours and let me tell you what I’d like to do to you?”
“Oh, Billy, you’re such a naughty little thing, aren’t you? What would you like to do to me?”
“Well, first I’d like some kissing. Lots of that, because you kiss me so damn good, Sean, you’re a great kisser. You make me just melt when you kiss me.”
“I make you melt because you make me hot enough to melt you, baby.”
“Then I’d like to kiss you and lick you all over, all the way down to where I assume you have your hand right now. Do you, Sean? Do you have your hand where I wish my hand was?” Billy said, reaching into his own boxers. Christ but he was so turned on, Sean’s voice in his ear was heating him up.
“Yeah, baby, I do, I have my hand there for you. Do you have yours in your boxers for me?”
“Yeah, Sean, I do, I sure do. God, I wish I had you in my mouth right now. You know how much I love that.”
“Yeah, baby, I do. I love it when you eat me, baby, you do it the best, just fucking fantastic, baby, just the best.”
“I love it when you eat me, too, Sean, you just eat me right up.”
“No easy job, either, Billy baby. It’s not true what they say about the size of a man’s feet. You’re living proof.”
“Flattery will get you any damn thing you want. You know what else I’d like to do?”
“What? What, baby? What else?”
“I’d like to climb on top of you and take you inside me, Sean. I’d like to feel you fuck me, fuck me until I drop.”
“Oh, baby, you know how I love that, I love how you come so pretty for me when I fuck you, baby. I don’t even have to touch your cock, you just come for me so good, it makes me want to just fuck you all night.”
Billy squeezed his cock hard, thinking of how Sean felt inside him. “Fuck, Sean, I want you so fucking bad right now. I could come just talking about it.”
“Do it, baby, come for me, little Billy.” Billy could hear Sean breathing hard now and he knew Sean was near coming, himself.
Billy thought about it for a split second, he thought, 'just say it, just say that word, that one little word he loves so much, it's just a word, just a pet name...' then he said what he knew would push Sean over the edge. “Oh, God, Sean, I want you to fuck me, fuck me good, Daddy. Fuck me like only you can, I want you to come in my mouth and inside me. Come for me, Daddy, let me hear it, please? Please, Daddy? Oh, fuck, fuck, I’m going to come, Daddy…”
Billy heard Sean groan, he heard Sean groan and he knew he had done it, he had made Sean come, and Billy came, came hard, gasping and whimpering, “Oh, God, oh Daddy, fuck!”
Sean gasped, catching his breath. “Christ, baby, you’re fucking incredible, even on the phone, little Billy. God I wish I could kiss you right now.”
“Sean, you can get all caught up when you get back. We’ll have a lot of catching up to do. Do you feel like you could sleep now?”
“Yeah, baby, I do. God, you’re so good for me, Billy. I don’t know how I lived until I had you.”
“Do something for me, then?”
“Anything, baby. Name it.”
“Tell me you love me and get some rest. I don’t want you all worn out when you get back.”
Sean yawned a huge yawn. “I will, baby. I love you, Christ, baby, I love you so fucking much.”
“Love you, too…Daddy.”
“Say that again? Please? Especially the daddy part.”
“I said, I love you, Daddy. I’ll see you soon, okay?”
But Sean didn’t answer. He didn’t answer because he was sleeping. Billy could tell from Sean’s soft, regular breathing that Sean was sleeping, sleeping like a baby, lying in his bed and sleeping. Billy smiled.
Billy smiled and said “I’ll see you in your dreams, Daddy. I love you.” He took the phone from his ear and looked at it as if he were looking into Sean’s opalescent green eyes. “I love you, Sean. Good night.” He broke the connection, lay down in their bed and slept like a baby. Like Sean’s baby. And he found that even though tomorrow was a long time, as long as he had Sean, even if it was only on the phone, lonesome didn’t mean so much, after all.
By Bob Dylan
(Had to change the gender again. Sorry ‘bout that, Bob.)
If today was not a crooked highway
If tonight was not a twisted trail
If tomorrow wasn't such a long time
Then lonesome would mean nothing to me at all
Yes and only if my own true love was waiting
If I could hear his heart softly pounding
And if only he was lying by me
Then I'd lie in my bed once again
I can't see my reflection in the water
I can't speak the sounds that show no pain
I can't hear the echo of my footsteps
Or remember the sound of my own name
There's beauty in the silver singing river
There's beauty in that rainbow in the sky
But none of these and nothing else could match the beauty
That I remember in my true love's eyes
Yes and only if my own true love was waiting
If I could hear his heart softly pounding
And if only he was lying by me
Then I'd lie in my bed once again
If today was not an crooked highway
If tonight was not a twisted trail
If tomorrow wasn't such a long time
Then lonesome would mean nothing to me at all
Chapter thirteen
Tomorrow is a Long Time
By Ghost in the Mist
There was a hole in the bed where Sean ought to be, Billy reflected. There was a hole in the bed where Sean ought to be, and it was a hole roughly the size of the Pacific Ocean. It was a dark, cold hole and Billy could think of only one thing that would fill it: Sean.
Dom had been wonderful, of course. Dom was one of the best people on this or any other planet. Viggo had been great. Orli had been great. Everyone had been great. They kept him company, they took him out, they did so many things that kept Billy from being lonely, but they weren’t Sean.
Their bed was entirely too big without Sean in it. Billy found he missed having Sean hold him at night. He missed those strong arms that held him so close. He missed the long, muscular leg that pinned his legs down. Billy felt like he was in free-fall in this bed. Billy got fairly drunk most every night since Sean had been gone. Due to the difference in time zones, communicating by phone was a challenge, so when his phone chirped he automatically looked at his watch. Couldn’t be Sean, Sean would be sleeping now. Billy checked the number and it was! It was Sean!
“Sean!” Billy said. “What are you doing up?”
“Having a hard time sleeping, so I thought I’d ring you up.”
“Is everything okay?”
“Everything is great. Except I can’t seem to sleep. I miss you, Billy baby.”
“I miss you, too.”
“You doing alright?”
“Fine, except for missing you.” Billy said. “Asking Dom to stay was a good idea, Sean. He’s been wonderful. He makes me laugh.”
Sean sighed, sounding tired. Billy could almost see him, dark circles under his eyes and haggard. He sounded so tired. There was a long silence, then Sean spoke once again.
“Talk to me, Billy, just talk to me. It relaxes me. Tell me about work. Tell me what you do when you’re off. Just talk to me so I can sleep again.”
So Billy talked, not saying much of anything, just talking. He told Sean about fishing in a river with Viggo. He described how beautiful the river had been.
“I’ve been there with Viggo. It really is beautiful, baby. But it can’t touch how beautiful your eyes are. Nothing can. I think of them all the time, your pretty eyes. Such beautiful eyes. Eyes I get lost in. Christ, baby, I miss you.”
“It’s an awfully big bed without you, Sean.”
“Wish you were here with me. Then I could sleep again.”
“You’ll be back soon, Sean. But not too soon to suit me.”
“I should just go back tomorrow.”
“No, you should see your family. Family is important, Sean. That’s one of the things I love about you, the way you love your family.”
“I suppose you’re right.” Sean said. “Still, though…even if I came back tomorrow, tomorrow sure seems like a long time without you.”
“Yes, it does, Sean. Tomorrow is a very long time. Tomorrow is fucking forever sometimes.”
“You really do miss me, don’t you?” Sean asked around a yawn.
“Yes, I do, I really do. You’re so tired, I can tell. Just close your eyes and pretend we’re together, Sean.”
“Will you keep talking to me? Will you, Billy baby? Talk to Daddy?”
There was that word again, that word that Sean was so crazy for, that word that made him crazy when Billy said it, that word, 'daddy'.“Yeah, yeah I will. You know, it took me some time to get used to you calling yourself ‘Daddy’ when you talk to me. I didn’t get it at first. I think I do, now, though.”
“Do you, now?” Sean laughed. “So, why do I do that, then?”
“Because you want to take care of me. You like feeling like the father figure. You like me a little dependent on you. You want me to be your baby, so you want to be my daddy.”
“Sounds pretty much right, little Billy.”
“And you like being the boss. You like being in charge.”
Sean laughed again. “And how do you feel about that?”
Billy grinned. “Come home and I’ll show you.”
“Wish you could show me now.”
“Well, why don’t you just reach down into your boxers and take a handful of that big cock of yours and let me tell you what I’d like to do to you?”
“Oh, Billy, you’re such a naughty little thing, aren’t you? What would you like to do to me?”
“Well, first I’d like some kissing. Lots of that, because you kiss me so damn good, Sean, you’re a great kisser. You make me just melt when you kiss me.”
“I make you melt because you make me hot enough to melt you, baby.”
“Then I’d like to kiss you and lick you all over, all the way down to where I assume you have your hand right now. Do you, Sean? Do you have your hand where I wish my hand was?” Billy said, reaching into his own boxers. Christ but he was so turned on, Sean’s voice in his ear was heating him up.
“Yeah, baby, I do, I have my hand there for you. Do you have yours in your boxers for me?”
“Yeah, Sean, I do, I sure do. God, I wish I had you in my mouth right now. You know how much I love that.”
“Yeah, baby, I do. I love it when you eat me, baby, you do it the best, just fucking fantastic, baby, just the best.”
“I love it when you eat me, too, Sean, you just eat me right up.”
“No easy job, either, Billy baby. It’s not true what they say about the size of a man’s feet. You’re living proof.”
“Flattery will get you any damn thing you want. You know what else I’d like to do?”
“What? What, baby? What else?”
“I’d like to climb on top of you and take you inside me, Sean. I’d like to feel you fuck me, fuck me until I drop.”
“Oh, baby, you know how I love that, I love how you come so pretty for me when I fuck you, baby. I don’t even have to touch your cock, you just come for me so good, it makes me want to just fuck you all night.”
Billy squeezed his cock hard, thinking of how Sean felt inside him. “Fuck, Sean, I want you so fucking bad right now. I could come just talking about it.”
“Do it, baby, come for me, little Billy.” Billy could hear Sean breathing hard now and he knew Sean was near coming, himself.
Billy thought about it for a split second, he thought, 'just say it, just say that word, that one little word he loves so much, it's just a word, just a pet name...' then he said what he knew would push Sean over the edge. “Oh, God, Sean, I want you to fuck me, fuck me good, Daddy. Fuck me like only you can, I want you to come in my mouth and inside me. Come for me, Daddy, let me hear it, please? Please, Daddy? Oh, fuck, fuck, I’m going to come, Daddy…”
Billy heard Sean groan, he heard Sean groan and he knew he had done it, he had made Sean come, and Billy came, came hard, gasping and whimpering, “Oh, God, oh Daddy, fuck!”
Sean gasped, catching his breath. “Christ, baby, you’re fucking incredible, even on the phone, little Billy. God I wish I could kiss you right now.”
“Sean, you can get all caught up when you get back. We’ll have a lot of catching up to do. Do you feel like you could sleep now?”
“Yeah, baby, I do. God, you’re so good for me, Billy. I don’t know how I lived until I had you.”
“Do something for me, then?”
“Anything, baby. Name it.”
“Tell me you love me and get some rest. I don’t want you all worn out when you get back.”
Sean yawned a huge yawn. “I will, baby. I love you, Christ, baby, I love you so fucking much.”
“Love you, too…Daddy.”
“Say that again? Please? Especially the daddy part.”
“I said, I love you, Daddy. I’ll see you soon, okay?”
But Sean didn’t answer. He didn’t answer because he was sleeping. Billy could tell from Sean’s soft, regular breathing that Sean was sleeping, sleeping like a baby, lying in his bed and sleeping. Billy smiled.
Billy smiled and said “I’ll see you in your dreams, Daddy. I love you.” He took the phone from his ear and looked at it as if he were looking into Sean’s opalescent green eyes. “I love you, Sean. Good night.” He broke the connection, lay down in their bed and slept like a baby. Like Sean’s baby. And he found that even though tomorrow was a long time, as long as he had Sean, even if it was only on the phone, lonesome didn’t mean so much, after all.