Awakenings

Part 2.

They sat alone beneath the old oak tree, Glorfindel leaned against tree with Erestor resting his head upon his shoulder whilst he read. They had been there for the better part of the afternoon, simply spending time with each other as they always did. But Glorfindel found that for the last hour or so he had been watching transfixed as Erestor’s soft lips move as he read aloud. They had made their pact of being each others ‘firsts’ some months ago and had yet to move past kissing. As nice as the kissing was Glorfindel needed more, and he couldn’t help but feel alarmed at how different Erestor was beginning to look to him. Although Erestor had not changed in character at all, he looked completely different, or at least he did to Glorfindel. Erestor no longer seemed skinny to him but lean and slim. He was no longer of an odd colouring in hair and eyes but exotic and beautiful. Although Erestor was his dearest friend and the sweetest elf he knew, he with out a doubt utterly and completely yearned for him.

He watched those red lips move now, suppressing a moan as he did so, everything Erestor did he found erotic or arousing. Whether it be reading, eating or even sleeping. They had been resting beneath the oak for some while, he had already without warning engaged Erestor in two deep and thorough kisses whilst the dark elf had been trying to read. But they had gone no further than that, although they had agreed before hand that some touching would be ok Glorfindel, as much as he wanted to was nervous about touching Erestor. He wanted Erestor to *want* him to touch him. So that he would not feel guilty, or that Erestor was simply tolerating him because they were friends. But he could take no more, he felt guilty and slightly disgusted with himself as he stroked himself at night, every night, thinking of Erestor, naked.

Biting his lip nervously Glorfindel reached for the book Erestor was reading from and closed it, setting it to one side. As Erestor turned looking questionably Glorfindel pulled his friend closer and again kissed him deeply.

Erestor pulled back with a nervous smile, his hands pushing against Glorfindel’s chest. “You are frisky today.” He said with a nervous laugh.

Glorfindel grinned deviously before again pushing his lips against Erestor’s and thrusting his tongue into the dark elf’s mouth. Pushing Erestor onto the ground he pinned the slimmer elf beneath his own weight as he laid atop of him. The kiss was deep and demanding, it was hearing Erestor whimper that he realised that perhaps he was smothering his friend. He pulled back breathing heavily, Erestor looked up at him, his cheeks flushed and lips moist and swollen.

He was aroused, unbearably so, his full and heavy erection pressed hard against his leggings. Usually he would attempt to hide this but instead silently begged for attention as he let Erestor feel his arousal press against him.

“Erestor?” He asked in a low and sultry voice.
“Y-yes?” Came the more apprehensive reply.
“Do you ever…touch yourself?” Glorfindel could not help but grin as Erestor stuttered and flushed at the question. “Because I do…” Glorfindel had the grace to be slightly embarrassed at his admission. “More so recently, do you?”

“…Sometimes.” Erestor whispered, looking up into dark blue eyes. He swallowed hard when Glorfindel shifted atop of him and he could feel his friends apposing arousal rub against him.

“What do you think about when you do?” Glorfindel began peppering kisses onto Erestor’s heated cheeks.

“What do I think about?”
“Hmm.”
“Well I..I um..”
“Do you want to know what I think about when I touch myself?”
“What?” Erestor breathed, he could feel the tell tale sign of arousal stirring in his own loins at the thought of Glorfindel touching himself.

Glorfindel continued to kiss the cheeks and along Erestor’s jaw line until he reached the perfectly pointed ear and then whispered again.

“I think of you when I touch myself…down there Erestor.”
Erestor could not answer verbally, his breath was coming to quickly and in harsh gasps.

“I think of you…without your clothes on. Do you think of me at all?”
Erestor simply nodded yes.
“What am I doing when you think of me?” Glorfindel smiled when Erestor smiled shyly and looked away in embarrassment. “Tell me.” He giggled.

“I like to think of you when…when you’ve been training, all hot and dripping with sweat. Like you said before, but only you. I only think of you.” He finished in a whisper.

“And what exactly…” Glorfindel rested his arm above Erestor’s head as he looked down upon and shifted closer to Erestor. “…am I doing when you think of me, all sweaty and hot?”

“You…” A quick lick of the lips, “…you are undressing, slowly.”
“And?” A low sultry voice.
“Then you lay down and beckon me over…”
“Do you come to me?”
“Oh yes,” Erestor said with a laugh.
“Then what?” Glorfindel had at this point let his free hand wonder across Erestor’s chest and down towards the waist band of his leggings. He dipped his hand beneath Erestor’s dark grey tunic and let his fingers brush the soft flesh of the flat stomach, up to the navel where he playfully circled it with tip of his finger.

“And then you kiss me…”
“Like this?” Glorfindel once again plundered his friends sweet tasting mouth, drawing back and grinning with satisfaction as Erestor sighed.
“Yes like that.”
“Then what?”
“You would undress me, and I you..”
“Go on..” He encouraged as he slowly began to release the clasps of Erestor’s tunic so that his pale flat stomach and chest was exposed. Relief swept through him at seeing Erestor’s own arousal now straining against his leggings.

“And you would…” If possible Erestor’s blush intensified and he quickly covered his mouth with an embarrassed grin, making Glorfindel chuckle adoringly. “You would…touch me.” He finally admitted.
“Where would I touch you, here?” Glorfindel let his fingers graze over the small pert nipples, only to let them again brush over them but with more pressure, emitting a gasp from the Erestor.

“Mmhmm,” Was the shaky reply as one of his nipples were being rubbed and squeezed at the time, making his chest heave.
“Or did I put my mouth on you Erestor? Like this?” Glorfindel ducked his head and did something he’d been wanting to do for some time. He drew the nipple between his lips and sucked, before biting gently and then licking experimentally.

Erestor had cried out and was panting, his hands pulled clumps of grass from the ground and his leggings all of a sudden seemed impossibly tight.

“Oh my!”
“Or, was I touching you else where Erestor?”
Glorfindel leaned up on one hand and deliberately slowly let his other hand slowly trail down Erestor’s stomach to dip beneath his leggings. He marvelled at the heat that pulsated in his hand. But even more at Erestor’s response. Erestor had cried out and had arched his back clear off of the floor. He had never even dreamt of seeing Erestor like this, mouth open, eyes closed tight and pumping into his hand. He could feel a damp patch growing in his own leggings just from the sight.

He watched open mouthed as Erestor moaned and writhed, playfully he squeezed and began to tug and rub harder, the results most satisfying. Erestor threw his head back and actually called his name, a moment that would be imprinted in his memory for the rest of his short lived days.

“Glor…I..I oh!”
“Do you like the way my hand feels on you Erestor?” He asked in a low sultry voice. To which Erestor closed his eyes tight, bit his lip and nodded ‘yes’ frantically. Then his eyes flew open.

“Glorf, I…I’m I can’t…” And then he came, for the first time at someone else’s hand. He sat up and bent over, placing his hand on the top of his leggings where Glorfindel’s lay beneath, still holding onto his now sated length. He panted and shook, violently. He opened his eyes when he felt Glorfindel’s hand move beneath his own, extracting itself from the mess he had just made in his own leggings.

Glorfindel looked at his hand that was covered in seed almost dumbly before a satisfied smirk spread across his lips.

“I, I’m sorry, I couldn’t hold..”
“It’s ok Erestor…” The blond giggled, “..’twas the desired result I was going for.”

Erestor smiled embarrassedly as Glorfindel wiped his hand on the grass.
“That was…amazing, it never felt that good when I did it.”
“I wouldn’t know.” Glorfindel hinted, it was then that Erestor understood what it was Glorfindel was trying to subtly ask. Glorfindel was still very aroused. And if he hadn’t been clear enough Glorfindel took one of Erestor’s hands and moved it until it cupped his bulging groin.

Erestor gasped at feeling the firm heat, Glorfindel encouraged the seemly stunned hand to massage him but Erestor was to transfixed on the sight of his hand touching Glorfindel in such a way. Although their attention was waylaid as they heard voices coming towards them. Glorfindel removed the hand and quickly pulled Erestor to his feet.

“My home, it’s closer. We’ll go to my room.”

He was then pulling Erestor along at a great speed that could not quite pass for walking towards the blonds home. Luckily they were not intercepted by any one on the short journey to Glorfindel’s home and his room. When they arrived alone in the room, the door shut behind them they stood looking at one another. Erestor not quite sure what to do and Glorfindel waiting expectantly and hopefully. It was in this awkward moment that Erestor shuffled his feet and tried to think of anything to say…

“I…uh…”