Sex and the Sire

Title: Sex and the Sire (2/4) E/E/E/G NC-17
Chapter 2: The Hero’s Daring Plan
Author/Email: sandyg writearts2@earthlink.net
Pairing: Glorfindel/Elrond, Elrond/Elladan, Elrohir/Elladan /Elrond (and a partridge in a pear tree)
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Four different POV’s relating to the same ongoing sexual event
Chap. 2: ELLADAN’S POV: Is the warrior twin’s wild plan going too far?
Feedback: Sure, bring it on, kids!
Content: M/M sex and incest. An excuse to get sexy Elves in bed together. Smut fest!|
Disclaimer: The usual blah blah don’t come after me everything is just borrowed so there.

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ELLADAN’S POV:

I started laughing in delight; I couldn’t help it. As I glanced beyond Father’s pale firm shoulder I saw that my precious Elro looked ready to skin us both. I rarely saw my lovely twin indulge in such a fierce rage. He looked so divinely put out. I also loved that Elro chose the perfect words; vaguely insulting but totally honest. My sparklingly intelligent twin knew that conventional Father abhorred use of the common tongue’s cruder words. Father thought them corrupt and unfit for civilized conversation. Yes, hearing that crude word floating among the sweet singing Elvish was like finding a, well, a piece of rotting dung in your delicious dessert. Or something awful like that. Brilliantly wrong!

Father’s face whipped back toward my laughter before he grinned down at me. "Elladan, my dear child, was I fucking you?"

Whew, excellent, Father wasn’t annoyed at my furious twin. Trying to breathe through my laughter I nodded. "Erm, technically yes."

"Very well." Mmm, as Father pulled all that long lovely cock from me I felt violated yet fabulously satisfied. Face it, everything about my powerful Father felt fabulous. Not until now did I realize that my sweet Elro had always been a considerate, gentle lover. In contrast my aggressive Father savaged me. Yes, today I discovered I adored being savaged. Pain in pleasure was a plus. I wasn’t sure what that said about me but right now I did not care. But I did care about my Elro; as much as his shimmering fury amused me it also disturbed me. Once my twin reached this daunting level of rage he normally descended into mere anger. Instead as Elro watched Father roll from me he looked even more enraged. Not good.

As I savored the sexual ache dancing through my long body Father sternly waved his hands toward my tense Elrohir. "My lovely son, please, we need to talk. We have been expecting you. Forgive us for being impulsive; I take full blame for this problem."

Father was so diplomatic, so smooth. How I admired him. Shifting up against the ornate wooden headboard I shook my head, fixing my troubled gaze against my twin. "Elro, oh come on, stop glaring so; what, do you mean to slit my throat with your sharp silvery stare? I’m sorry, my dear, but we began without you. Blame me; I seduced Father a little too vigorously. You of all Elves know what a forward little slut I can be." Trying for lightness I winked at Elro.

Well that didn’t work; poor Elro still stood there straight and stiff as a young pine, his cold glare growing a fraction crueler. "Elladan, what in Mordor’s black name are you blathering about?"

Wincing a bit I shook my head. Gods, Father’s immense cock had truly explored me; I felt a little dazed. I wasn’t completely ready for this unexpected confrontation. Arrgh, when dear Elro called me formal Elladan he was one step away from strangling me. In response I tried sounding positive. "My sweet brother, well, I guess this wasn’t such a perfect idea but I never thought you’d wait so long down by the river! My original plan was for you to be with us. I wanted you here with us. Remember how we discussed recreating the ancient Elven maturity ritual? Yes I know it’s not done anymore, but I thought well why not? Why shouldn’t our lovely powerful Father teach us a few ancient tricks?" I smiled encouragingly. Come on, brother, listen to me!

Instead Elro stared at me with his wide silvery gray eyes, he looking like I had smacked him. His mouth dropped open in abject dismay. "Yes, brother, we discussed it but the concept was just a sweet fantasy! Or... excuse me, I stupidly assumed it was a fantasy! Obviously you had every intent of making it a reality!"

Shrugging casually I nodded. "Well, little brother, of course I did! I mentioned the concept to Father and he felt worried that you weren’t ready for such a serious step and look, as usual he was right! Silly me assured him that you’d be fine so I came up with this wicked idea but... sorry, love, you’re late. But now that you’re here take off your clothes and join us. Father is like nothing you’ve ever experienced. We’re going to have so much fun together!"

Inhaling a deep breath Elro frowned at me. "So how long have you been unfaithful to me?"

Oh by the Star I knew Elro might pull this jealous tactic on me. Suddenly I felt desperately unhappy. All right, reach out to Elro. Throwing intense love into my gaze I steepled my fingers under my chin. "My dear Elrohir, I told you, this is the first time that Father and I ever touched each other in sexual love. I have never cheated on you. I adore you too much to ever consider such a damaged action."

Remaining delightfully defiant Elro resumed his cutting glare. Gods, he must have been practicing before a mirror; when my twin narrowed his eyes he looked exactly like Father a second before Father flew into a rare rage. "Ha, you eager little slut, that’s not what it looked like to me! You two looked quite in tune with each other, yes, like you’ve been practicing for sweet ages. That performance didn’t look like a first time encounter!"

Gods I was in trouble. Naughty Elladan and my wild plans! Why couldn’t Elro just strip down and jump on me? Why was he creating such a high-drama fuss? I never wanted to hurt my beloved twin but from the way Elro kept trying to flay me with his glare it looked like I had truly crossed an emotional line. I never meant to create such trauma! Immense sorrow almost choked me. My Elro, please don’t hate me!

Luckily Father emerged from our bathroom, he cocking his head toward my simmering twin. "Elrohir, trust me, this is the first time. Elladan does not speak false. I would have never loved your sweet twin without you; we truly intended on waiting but we got carried away. Once again I apologize deeply for my hasty actions but I confess I lost all control. But now you are here so come, my sweet son, join us." Knowing not to push Elrohir Father slowly sat on the bed’s foot. Although stark naked our Father still looked as regal and powerful as ever. Gods, even my sorrow couldn’t halt the lust I felt for Father!

Oh no, the minute Father sat down my apprehensive Elro took a step back toward the door. If my fleet-footed twin gained a head start I’d have to chase him through the entire palace and up into the trees. He was much swifter than I. Frankly running with my cock bouncing free wasn’t much fun plus right now I had no desire to exert that much energy.

Unfortunately I couldn’t think clearly; I swore that Father’s grand cock had nudged my brain and rendered me stupid. My next words were hardly inspired. "Elro, come now, just take off your clothes and come here! Let us make you feel better." Fine, well, not inspired but honest.

Stiffening in fresh insult Elro tilted his sharp chin toward me. "Why should I? Father obviously got what he wanted; why do you need the second son?"

Poor Elro felt so sensitive about being the younger twin. By Mordor’s Gloom I was such a hasty fool to seduce Father before Elrohir arrived up here. We truly never intended to let things go so far but well, yes, I did strip Father naked. Once that happened we both fell on each other. Now my sensual plan was turning into a nightmare. Quick, think; what could I say to chase that sick rage from my beloved brother’s beautiful face?

Sensing my unusual silent confusion Father gently shook his head. "Sweet Elrohir, forgive me for taking Elladan first but as you know your beautiful twin is hard to resist. My son, I find you equally hard to resist so yes, please, join us. Let me make this up to you." Father held out his powerful hands toward Elro but he wisely remained seated.

Still glaring between us Elro took another careful step backwards.

No you don’t! You weren’t escaping my grand plan! Ignoring my aching body I lunged up. My hands grabbed Elro’s slim left arm just as he yanked open the door. Throwing myself sideways I body slammed the carved door shut before trying to grasp Elro’s other arm.

Aiii! Elro’s firm right palm hammered against my breastbone. Luckily he didn’t use his full force; if he had I’d be suffering from a crushed chest. No, my enraged Elro wasn’t out to kill me; my poor twin was merely furious at me. Still that blow smarted. Glaring back at him I snarled, my hand quickly restraining his right wrist. "Brother, stop hitting me!"

Squirming fiercely Elro tried dislocating my gripping arms. Luckily I was just a touch stronger than he but Gods, he was trying to break my wrists! "You take your hands off me now! Release me!"

"No, my darling brother; if I do that you’ll only hit me again." All right, I had to move with precise speed. Elro could strike like a snake. Removing my hand from my twin’s strong left arm I swiftly slashed my fingers down, they ripping Elro’s pale golden tunic from his taut chest. Aii, now quick before... lunging forward I pushed hard against those prominent collarbones, my force sending Elro flying across the room right into Father’s waiting arms. Ah, a perfect shot! My aim was true!

Just as I thought instead of struggling in Father’s gentle grip my Elro fell tragically limp. Ha, I knew my Elro would not fight our Father; he held too much respect for our Sire to ever dream of trying to fight him.

As he cradled my twin close Father’s long fingers gently stroked Elro’s dark brown nipples. "What beautiful sons I have created, so pale and perfect. I am honored." Father carefully kissed Elro’s right ear tip. Ahh, excellent move. That usually drove Elro into a sweet frenzy.

What? By the Gods instead of responding Elro only whimpered, a severe trembling shooting through his slim body. Now that action didn’t look healthy. Stepping forward I peered into my brother’s wide eyes. My poor lover looked completely disoriented. Quick, talk to him! "Brother, please, no one is forcing you. No one. Look, if this act is totally loathsome to you then... we’ll stop right here, isn’t that correct, Father?"

Father gravely nodded, his handsome structured face deadly serious. "I never force anyone in love. Never."

Elro still shivered in confusion. Oh no, what anguish tainted my twin’s sharp mind? Had I truly hurt him so badly? Feeling desperate I began pleading, my long fingers gently touching my lover’s smooheekheek. "Elro? Could you please say something to me? Come now, my precious one, you know I love you very much; I never meant to hurt you. Elro, don’t do this to me. Come now, talk to me. Say something! Do you hate me so much you can’t even speak to me? Elrohir, come, snap out of it!"

Hissing softly Elro shot me a nasty little glare. "Well, brother, if you would shut up for once I might hear myself think!"

I laughed in relieved delight. Now that sounded like my dear twin! Trying to look contrite I pressed my fingers to my full lips. Elro frowned at me before he twisted, he staring up at Father’s compassionate face. "Why, Father? Why us? You already have dynamic Glorfindel as your lover. Why do you need us?"

Looking calm Father gazed into Elro’s questioning face. As he spoke Father’s low commanding voice was at its seductive best. "My lovely son, do you have any concept of how beautiful you both are to me? You shine with youthful spirit and grace. You both are like younger, less weary and worn versions of myself. Ahh, I look at you and see my glorious youth recreated. I am ashamed to admit it but I have been watching you both with covetous eyes. My beloved Glorfindel knows my devoted attraction to you; it does not lessen my immortal love for him. I also understand that you and Elladan are the true pairing; I am content merely to enter your lives from time to time and bask in your clean beauty." Pausing Father hugged Elrohir close and rested his firm chin atop of my twin’s glossy black mane.

Mmm. I smiled in awestruck admiration. Gods, Father knew how to turn a phrase. Sometimes during council meetings I’d unfocus and merely enjoy the sound of Father’s low voice crafting words. Listening to Father speak was almost sexual. I could only dream to match half of Father’s superior oratory skills. And his voice, well, I tried emulating Father but my voice was too light.

But did Father’s skilled persuasion work?

Glancing at Father I gestured at the bed. Father nodded so I snuggled next to him, my loving hands caressing Elrohir’s smooth chest. "My beautiful brother. My beloved twin. Trust me, this is not wrong. Instead our joining will bring new closeness to our relationship. This is like a brilliant next level for us."

Elrohir suddenly stared sharply at me, he displaying an emotion I couldn’t quite comprehend. Gods, amazing how sex with Father affected my thought processes. I almost felt drugged. My twin struggled a bit in Father’s gentle grip so Father instantly held up his hands in open release. After standing Elro ripped off his ruined tunic then he swiftly tossed his leggings and soft black suede boots aside. "Very well; I’ll play nice. But first, my Father, I want you to watch us. I want you to watch Elladan and I make love. I want you to understand us, all right? My strict rule is you cannot interfere or touch us. Is that acceptable? Because if it’s not I want you out of our room."

Gagh! Elro? Leaning against Father’s hard warmth I could only stare in mute shock. Once again words failed me. What was my bold twin saying? Why was he still acting so harshly toward Father? Regarding the Lord Elrond that was never a clever tactic! I almost cringed but oddly enough I felt no anger welling in Father’s body.

To my dazzled relief a deep laugh rumbled from Father’s broad chest. "So, my dear son, you want me to play the voyeur?"

Elro continued looking defiant, he openly daring Father to argue with him. "Yes I do or we’re done here."

Instead of arguing Father merely nodded, his stern lips quirking in suppressed laughter. I gaped up at him. Father found Elro’s defiance funny? All right, I felt completely confused. Father never tolerated open defiance. Never.

When he trusted himself not to laugh Father spoke. "As you wish, my sweet son. I shall keep my lusting old hands to myself. Any preferences on where I am allowed to watch your union?"

Shrugging lightly Elrohir gestured around our airy room. "From where you please. You can remain on our bed but exactly where you are. No closer."

Father still looked an inch away from laughter. He gravely inclined his head. "I thank you for your indulgent kindness."

Incomprehensible. Astonishing. Father and Elro were both acting like total changelings. Before I could react or puzzle my brain any further Elro lunged atop of md sld slammed me back to our sex-rumpled bed. Ouch!

Staring down at me my brother dug his fingers into my shoulders. "It’s my turn now, dear one." He shook me a little.

Mmm, his rough handling felt sexy. "Reclaiming your territory?"

"If you like."

"Go ahead. I am utterly yours." As I remained passive I hiked my knees up, offering myself to my twin. By the Gods this entire episode proved extremely interesting; Elro was completely confounding me. I could usually fathom my beloved twin but not today! Without bothering to indulge in our usual tender foreplay Elro cruelly gripped my legs and shoved his long cock in with surprising force. I instantly gasped in red pain; whooo, I was still tender from Father’s demanding ravishment.

Elro’s narrowed eyes flicked over my contorted face. "Why do tell, am I hurting you?"

Grinning cockily I leaned up, kissing his pointed chin. "Do you want to hurt me?"

"Perhaps I do for acting without me."

Ha, now this aspect of Elro’s jealous nature made sense. I ran my fingers down his tense arms. "Then go ahead, brother, punish me. Hurt me. Do your best. I will not resist you."

Arrrghhh... oh Gods, what a shock; my Elro’s best was more brutal than I had ever dreamed. My twin truly was a quick learner; he knew how much Father’s brutality satisfied a side I never knew I possessed. Gasping and grunting in stunned pain I still felt raw excitement flow through my battered body. The fact that our mighty Father sat watching this intense sexual drama made our coupling all the sweeter. In-between gasping and moaning I glanced toward where Father sat; yes, look at him smile! He loved our inspired performance!

Father’s obvious pleasure made me goad Elro on. "Yes, my beautiful brother, harder! Oh please, you call that harder? I don’t think so! Try and tunnel right up to my heart! Go ahead, Elro, do it! Touch my beating heart! Make me feel how much you love me!" Gasping in fresh pain I began laughing, my hands now gripping Elro’s sweating back. Yesss, nnnghh, his rape felt so amazing!

Hearing my request Elro grinned down at me, he slowly, seductively arching away from me, his long taut cock almost leaving my accepting asshole before he slammed his slender body forward. Aggghhhhh yesssshitehite hot pain shot through me, shimmering along my entire twitching body. Again. And again. Gods, my sweet brother was intent on commiting sexual murder because I might die from pleasure! My hands tangled in his mane. Our lips kept crashing against each other, we both nipping and licking. Blood suddenly filled my mouth.

Crying in pained lust I gave into the burning sensation roaring through my system. My stiff cock twitched and pulsed against Elro’s flesh, splashing like a small fountain. Screaming like he was wounded Elro erupted inside me. His lean body shuddered in pleasure. He dropped against me, panting like an Elf who had run sprinting laps around Imladris via the Misty Mountains.

Even through my fresh pain I started laug aga again. "Dear brutal brother, are you feeling a breeze on your cock? I think your wrathful cock might have poked a hole right through my back."

Elro ran his tongue against my sweaty face before he licked the blood from my nipped lower lip. "No, Ell, I am still feeling your dear sweet warmth against me."

As we panted in bliss Father’s low smoky laughter rippled over us. "My sons, I do thank you for that wonderful display of passion. Sweet Elrohir, how forceful you can be!"

My Elro managed a hoarse whisper. "Did you like watching, dear Father?"

A low chuckle prefaced Father’s reply. "I found watching you love quite stimulating, yes, but I know I’ll find touching you both even sweeter."

To my surprise Elro’s melodic voice suddenly hardened with malice. "Will you now? So, Father, what if I wanted to see you on the bottom?"

My throat closed up in panic, preventing any coherent words. Elro no! By the Star what has gotten into you? Sauron himself must have touched my twin’s soul! Elro, you were speaking to Father! Elrond, Lord of Imladris! Hero! Warrior! What the fuck (to use that plebeian phrase again) was wrong with my brother? As I swallowed deeply my stunned gaze fixed on Father’s face.

After a brief silence Father sounded amused again, he cocking his head to one side. "And pray tell who do you want to see on top?"

Elro fiercely thrust his chin toward me. "My Elladan."

What? No! Me?

Father’s smile widened in continued amusement. Only calm acceptance filled his brilliant gray eyes; not a drop of annoyance or irritation tainted his gaze. I couldn’t believe it. "So be it. My son, if this event will make you content I shall do this for you. I owe you a favor."

No! Not me! Father, why were you doing this to me? I couldn’t possess my mighty Father! No! More deranged panic swept through me. Hold now, I felt like I occupied a bizarre play and no one had given me my lines. Why was this happening? What? No! I would take Father? Me? Gasping in severe apprehension I gazed up at my suddenly insane brother. "Now come on, Elro, I don’t know about this wish!"

Elro steadily stared down at me, his one finger tracing my open lips. Gods, yes, he so looked like Father, his wide light eyes forcefully ordering me to obey. "I do, dear one. I want to see you possess Father. Yes, Ella, I need to see you possess Father."

My wide eyes frantically searched my twin’s challenging sharp gray depths. The thought suddenly blazed into me. Now I understood! This wild demand stemmed from Elro’s beloved little peeping episode. Yes, he wanted to recreate his memory of the ferny glen with me on top of Father. Watching the merry comprehension fill my wide eyes Elro finally winked at me. Why you wicked little brother. You outrageously sexy monster!

Fine.

After kissing me Elrowlyowly pulled free from me, I gasping in acute pain. Gods, I hoped that I still had enough energy for a stellar performance. Even worse I hoped I could maintain an erection while adoring my Father! Part of me wanted to jump out the window and start running. Some brave hero, eh?

The next few minutes could prove extremely embarrassing.

Well, my bold plan was certainly turning into something beyond my wildest dreams!