The old ways

Legolas took a sip is wis wine and stared into the fire. Would he ever be able to feel Haldir's touch again? Feel his hands on every part of his body. Like in the wondrous night they made love for the first time and their hearts bound themselves to another? It was like it happened only minutes ago, so clearly could Legolas remember every single gesture and touch. The way Haldir' hands soothed his body as he turned him back to lay on the bed face down and how his circular motions moved towards his upper legs ever so slowly until he reached his firm backside. He had felt a slow dribble of the massaging oil again at the small of his back turning into a constant trickle moving right over his cleft, feeling the liquid running down to his sack and onto the blanket his was lying on.
Haldir had then started to knead the round globes running his thumbs in between from time to time. Legolas was so aroused by then, that his erection was pressing painfully into the ressress underneath him and every time Haldir's thumbs brushed his tender opening he arched his hips of the bed. Suddenly Haldir stopped his ministrations and moved his body down onto Legolas' using his broad chest and strong thighs to massage his love even more. While doing so his cock slid easily into the cleft rubbing up and down while Haldir moved over Legolas' back. Never had he felt any sensations as this and Legolas was moaning helplessly into the cushions. He felt Haldir moved downwards pushing himself up on his knees placing his hands on the two mounds of Legolas' backside. Kneading them playfully he pulled them apart and flicked his tongue over the soft puckered flesh before him. Again and again his tongue moved across the entrance and Legolas body answered by twitching every time. When Haldir felt the trembling body beneath him tense up he slowly drove his tongn, cn, carefully breaching the tight ring of muscle. The younger elf arched his back driving himself up to Haldir's face, closing on his orgasm, his hands fisting the sheet he was laying on. Haldir removed his tongue and tried to calm Legolas down, running his hands down his back in soothing motions.
"Shhh.., melme. Calm down, I'm not finished with you yet. Please turn over, I want to see your face. Legolas world shifted and he was rearranged on the bed. His body was covered with light sheen of sweat and the night air streaming through the open window chilled his skin. Haldir nudged the legs apart a little bit and knelt in between them.ran ran he Hands up the long and lean thighs, drawing little circles with his thumbs on the way. When the breathing of his young lover had slowed down a bit, he decided it was time for the next step. Leaning over to the bedside table Haldir retrieved the oil he previously had you for the massage and poured a tiny bit onto Legolas' hard cock. A soft moan was the answer, as he started to stroke the erection with languid and long moves. He turned his attention to the soft twin sack below, rolling it tenderly in his hands and feeling the heaviness of it. Legolas sighed and unconsciously spread his legs wider. The older elf grinned ever so slightly at this invitation and looked at his lover's face. It was flushed, the nostrils flaring and the open lips revealing pearl white teeth as he tried to get eh aih air into his lungs. It was the look of total abandon and trust. Haldir's hands moved lower behind the Legolas' testicles and probed carefully. Using his own thighs he spread the prince's legs wider, opening him up for him to look at. Again he let some oil trickle down over the sack, watching it run down right over the tight entrance, he so much craved for. Just looking at this made him groan and he could feel his own arousal throb. Knowing he wouldn't be able to hold onto himself for much longer he gently moved his right hand down and slowly circled the starburst flesh with his index finger, when Legolas didn't flinch, he carefully dipped the tip of his finger in. Imagining it was his own cock, he closed his eyes and pushed his finger in the whole way. Legolas arched his back of the bed and groaned deeply, urging him to continue. Haldir was becoming desperate and inserted a second finger, scissoring them to loosen up the muscles and probing for Legolas prostate. A stifled cry from the young elf told him that he had found what we was looking for. Haldir continued his ministrations for some minutes, pulled his fingers out and then took hold of Legolas' arms pulling him into a sitting position. Haldir knelt and ran his hands down Legolas' back gripping his buttocks hard, pulling the wanton body up on his own legs. When Legolas was sitting on Haldir's thighs, he lifted his lover up by the hips and let him hover right above his own straining erection. Legolas could do nothing but feel, Haldir's hands on his body, reaching for parts that never had been touched like this, doing things to him that never been dared before. He knew what was about to happen next, he had dreaded it and feared the pain, so many friends had told him about tearing tissue, blood and unbearable pain, but he wanted it, wanted it to be Haldir that took him, Haldir that made him feel this way and so he gave into that blissful feeling of utter trust and love. Legolas felt Haldir's warm hands on his hips guiding him first up and then slowly down again. Suddenly he felt the hard and round tip of Haldir's erection pressing against his entrance. 'Legolas, my love. It's up to you now. Tell me what you want, make me feel what you want and then take what you want. Can you feel me? Can you feel my desire? My need for you!' Haldir moved his lips over Legolas', claiming his mouth and kissing him deeply. Their tongues fought for domination and while Haldir devoured Legolas, he felt his lover slowly descending, impaling himself on Haldir's cock. The young elf let go of Haldir's mouth and threw his head back, crying out in contentment and lust. This was far from anything he had expected. This was unbelievable, he tried to look into himself, wanted to see the large cock breaching his body, stretching his flesh, gliding in deeper and deeper.
Haldir watched his love closely, his face was lost in abandon, the flushed and bruised lips parted, the breathing coming in short gasps and the long golden mane brushing his thighs and knees. Legolas started thrusting up and down by himself, driving Haldir insane within seconds. Both were not able to last much longer, due to their rather long foreplay and so Haldir reached for Legolas' erection trapped between their bodies stroking it firmly to Legolas' thrusts. He could feel the tight grip of Legolas' hands on his shoulders, leaving bruises on his pale flesh. Their moves became more erratic and only moments later Legolas cried out loudly repeating Haldir's name over and over again. The spasmodic clenching of Legolas' inner muscles pumped Haldir's erection and pushed him over the edge. Haldir could only gasp as he held Legolas tight in the aftershocks of their lovemaking.