Passion of the Broken Mind
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Category:
Lord of the Rings Movies › General › Lord of the Ring Stars
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
11
Views:
888
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
This is work of fiction! I do not know the celebrity(ies) I am writing about, and I do not profit from these writings.
Chapter three
Chapter three
Elijah woke in high spirits. He was leaving to live with Dominic. When he arrived, Elijah was propped up in bed, his glasses framing his face, reading the morning newspaper.
“Anything good in there, Lij?” Dominic said as he approached holding a plastic bag.
“Not much, officer.” replied Elijah, smiling sarcastically as he folded the paper and carefully removed his glasses.
“I got it off one of the nurses, so of course all the puzzles were completed and someone had already taken the sports section.”
Elijah pointed at the plastic bag. “Is that for me?”
Dominic rolled his eyes, smirking “No, it’s for the little hobbit men of Elijah dreamland.”
he then pushed the bag into Elijah’s hand and drew the curtains around him then added
“I don’t have shoes in your size so you will have to go bare foot to the car.”
There was a flurry activity as Elijah undressed, then the curtain was pushed open to reveal the upper half of Elijah, his bottom half mercifully hidden, though Dominic didn’t think it to be merciful, disappointing was more like it.
“Couldn’t you just carry me, Dom?”
Elijah asked while playing a hand over his pale, hairless chest . Dominic fought to keep his mind from thinking about all the sensual things he wanted to do to that gloriously glossy skin and what was still to be uncovered, his arousal also fighting to be acknowledged by the naked man before him. Elijah, trying not to notice his friends uncomfortable predicament in his trousers, stared into his eyes instead as he replied
“How strong do you think I am? Just…get dressed, please.”
Dominic had to avoid eye contact in order to get the situation under control, and when he was sure Elijah was doing as he was told, he glanced to where he had previously stood and noticed Elijah had left a small gap in the curtains whether intentional or not. Dominic could see Elijah’s back, sizing up the clothes he had chosen for him. Dominic groaned quietly to himself when Elijah bent over to pull on a pair of boxer shorts, his round ass tightening in order to pull the garment over his muscled thighs. Dominic had to close his eyes now to concentrate fully on very un-desirable things, clenching his fists against the impulse to unzip his jeans to relieve the mounting pressure. Eventually, the stirring ceased and Dominic was able to open his eyes, just as Elijah flung open the curtains.
“What do you think?”
Were Elijah’s first words. He was wearing Dominic’s favourite black ‘21st century rock n roll’ T-shirt and the ripped jeans he was wearing yesterday.
“Nice…Very nice.” said Dominic, nodding, as he looked him up and down.
Elijah looked at the slightly too big pair of jeans and wrinkled his nose.
“I hope you washed these, Dom!”
Dominic just laughed and rolled his eyes.
“Of course I did, Lij, now lets get you home.”
Dominic wrapped his arm around Elijah’s shoulders and Elijah did likewise and together they left the hospital and headed for the car park.
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Dominic slid the key into the lock of his flat, Elijah standing nervously behind him. As the door opened Dominic bowed, comically, and said in a butler type manner
“Welcome to my humble home.”
Elijah just slapped him on the back and stepped over the threshold and into the combined living, kitchen and dining area with Dominic hot on his heels to give him the grand tour.
“This is the kitchen.” He said pointing to the relevant area.
“This is the living and dining room”
again he pointed to the right place, he then walked over to one of the two doors in the room and opened it.
“This is the bathroom… and finally…”
Dominic shut the bathroom door and opened the only door to the only room Elijah had not yet seen and was most eager to see.
“This was my room, but it’s now yours!”
Dominic smiled as Elijah asked “Where will you sleep?”
He hadn’t seen any other bedrooms, had he?
“Don’t worry about me. I’ll sleep on the couch.”
Elijah gave him a sceptical look.
“You can’t sleep on the couch for a few weeks. It’s not good for you…We’ll take turns…”
Dominic shook his head
“No. Honestly. I’ll be fine.”
He didn’t want to think what might happen if they had to share a bed for a few weeks. He had trouble just watching Elijah sleep in the hospital, then he couldn’t control it.
“So what shall we do then?” asked Dominic when the sulky quiet got slightly unbearable.
I know what I’d Like to do, and where thought Elijah, as he glanced toward Dominic’s bedroom but didn’t answer the question.
“I know, we could rent a movie and there are about 24 beers in the fridge.”
Elijah nodded and sat on the small couch, imagining Dominic going to be spread out on it later and wondering if he might be able to join him.
“I’ll wait here then.”
Elijah said positioning a cushion strategically over his erection growing in Dominic’s trousers. Dominic then grabbed his keys and left Elijah struggling with the fly.
As soon as Dominic had left the flat Elijah had undone the fly and button and pushed the trousers, along with the black, cotton boxers down to his ankles. He guessed that Dominic would be no longer than an hour, a half hour at the earliest, and that was all the time he needed. Grabbing his fierce arousal that had been fighting against the fly since the night before, as he didn’t want to relieve himself in the hospital as they changed his sheets, he began to move his hand slowly and deliberately down his shaft then back up to the head, closing his eyes.
Moving much faster, building momentum and rhythm, imagining it was Dominic, passionately licking and sucking him, tasting him, pleasing him, wanting him, needing him, feeling him, whimpering, pleasing, moaning, groaning, sweaty, hot, wet, raw, pure…
“Dominic…!”
The name came naturally flowing off his tongue, one hand wrapped around his throbbing erection, the other grasping at the leather arm of the chair wishing it was Dominic’s thick hair. Elijah wanted to please Dominic as he imagined he was pleasing him now. Wanted to run his hands through the thick curls on his chest and tweak a nipple with his fingers while gently biting the other. Elijah wanted to mark Dominic as his own. He wanted Dominic to thrust hard into his unknown depths and come deep within him. He pushed himself over the edge at that thought, almost shouting Dominic’s name, silently hoping none of the neighbours could hear him. Then he sat, slouched on the couch, with no energy to left to even pull up his trousers even though he knew Dominic could be back any minute. Eventually, Elijah regained enough strength to get himself cleaned up and pull up his trousers, and was just looking for the fridge when Dominic came through the front door. Dominic immediately noticed Elijah’s sweaty and flushed face but thought nothing of it.
“You could have turned the TV on!”
Exclaimed Dominic, grinning as he put down the DVD on to the coffee table. Elijah return the grin then stuck his face into the fridge to look for a beer as well as to cool his face down and give it a discreet wipe. When he returned from the fridge clutching two beers, Dominic already had the DVD going and was curling up to watch. Elijah sat next to him, handed him a beer and also began to watch the movie.
Dom may not have to sleep on this couch after all
thought Elijah as he sipped his beer, unaware that Dominic was thinking
With enough beer I would probably do anything
and he silently hoped that it wouldn’t be too much beer, he looked sideways at Elijah practically on top of him on the small couch, he wanted to remember this.
Elijah woke in high spirits. He was leaving to live with Dominic. When he arrived, Elijah was propped up in bed, his glasses framing his face, reading the morning newspaper.
“Anything good in there, Lij?” Dominic said as he approached holding a plastic bag.
“Not much, officer.” replied Elijah, smiling sarcastically as he folded the paper and carefully removed his glasses.
“I got it off one of the nurses, so of course all the puzzles were completed and someone had already taken the sports section.”
Elijah pointed at the plastic bag. “Is that for me?”
Dominic rolled his eyes, smirking “No, it’s for the little hobbit men of Elijah dreamland.”
he then pushed the bag into Elijah’s hand and drew the curtains around him then added
“I don’t have shoes in your size so you will have to go bare foot to the car.”
There was a flurry activity as Elijah undressed, then the curtain was pushed open to reveal the upper half of Elijah, his bottom half mercifully hidden, though Dominic didn’t think it to be merciful, disappointing was more like it.
“Couldn’t you just carry me, Dom?”
Elijah asked while playing a hand over his pale, hairless chest . Dominic fought to keep his mind from thinking about all the sensual things he wanted to do to that gloriously glossy skin and what was still to be uncovered, his arousal also fighting to be acknowledged by the naked man before him. Elijah, trying not to notice his friends uncomfortable predicament in his trousers, stared into his eyes instead as he replied
“How strong do you think I am? Just…get dressed, please.”
Dominic had to avoid eye contact in order to get the situation under control, and when he was sure Elijah was doing as he was told, he glanced to where he had previously stood and noticed Elijah had left a small gap in the curtains whether intentional or not. Dominic could see Elijah’s back, sizing up the clothes he had chosen for him. Dominic groaned quietly to himself when Elijah bent over to pull on a pair of boxer shorts, his round ass tightening in order to pull the garment over his muscled thighs. Dominic had to close his eyes now to concentrate fully on very un-desirable things, clenching his fists against the impulse to unzip his jeans to relieve the mounting pressure. Eventually, the stirring ceased and Dominic was able to open his eyes, just as Elijah flung open the curtains.
“What do you think?”
Were Elijah’s first words. He was wearing Dominic’s favourite black ‘21st century rock n roll’ T-shirt and the ripped jeans he was wearing yesterday.
“Nice…Very nice.” said Dominic, nodding, as he looked him up and down.
Elijah looked at the slightly too big pair of jeans and wrinkled his nose.
“I hope you washed these, Dom!”
Dominic just laughed and rolled his eyes.
“Of course I did, Lij, now lets get you home.”
Dominic wrapped his arm around Elijah’s shoulders and Elijah did likewise and together they left the hospital and headed for the car park.
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Dominic slid the key into the lock of his flat, Elijah standing nervously behind him. As the door opened Dominic bowed, comically, and said in a butler type manner
“Welcome to my humble home.”
Elijah just slapped him on the back and stepped over the threshold and into the combined living, kitchen and dining area with Dominic hot on his heels to give him the grand tour.
“This is the kitchen.” He said pointing to the relevant area.
“This is the living and dining room”
again he pointed to the right place, he then walked over to one of the two doors in the room and opened it.
“This is the bathroom… and finally…”
Dominic shut the bathroom door and opened the only door to the only room Elijah had not yet seen and was most eager to see.
“This was my room, but it’s now yours!”
Dominic smiled as Elijah asked “Where will you sleep?”
He hadn’t seen any other bedrooms, had he?
“Don’t worry about me. I’ll sleep on the couch.”
Elijah gave him a sceptical look.
“You can’t sleep on the couch for a few weeks. It’s not good for you…We’ll take turns…”
Dominic shook his head
“No. Honestly. I’ll be fine.”
He didn’t want to think what might happen if they had to share a bed for a few weeks. He had trouble just watching Elijah sleep in the hospital, then he couldn’t control it.
“So what shall we do then?” asked Dominic when the sulky quiet got slightly unbearable.
I know what I’d Like to do, and where thought Elijah, as he glanced toward Dominic’s bedroom but didn’t answer the question.
“I know, we could rent a movie and there are about 24 beers in the fridge.”
Elijah nodded and sat on the small couch, imagining Dominic going to be spread out on it later and wondering if he might be able to join him.
“I’ll wait here then.”
Elijah said positioning a cushion strategically over his erection growing in Dominic’s trousers. Dominic then grabbed his keys and left Elijah struggling with the fly.
As soon as Dominic had left the flat Elijah had undone the fly and button and pushed the trousers, along with the black, cotton boxers down to his ankles. He guessed that Dominic would be no longer than an hour, a half hour at the earliest, and that was all the time he needed. Grabbing his fierce arousal that had been fighting against the fly since the night before, as he didn’t want to relieve himself in the hospital as they changed his sheets, he began to move his hand slowly and deliberately down his shaft then back up to the head, closing his eyes.
Moving much faster, building momentum and rhythm, imagining it was Dominic, passionately licking and sucking him, tasting him, pleasing him, wanting him, needing him, feeling him, whimpering, pleasing, moaning, groaning, sweaty, hot, wet, raw, pure…
“Dominic…!”
The name came naturally flowing off his tongue, one hand wrapped around his throbbing erection, the other grasping at the leather arm of the chair wishing it was Dominic’s thick hair. Elijah wanted to please Dominic as he imagined he was pleasing him now. Wanted to run his hands through the thick curls on his chest and tweak a nipple with his fingers while gently biting the other. Elijah wanted to mark Dominic as his own. He wanted Dominic to thrust hard into his unknown depths and come deep within him. He pushed himself over the edge at that thought, almost shouting Dominic’s name, silently hoping none of the neighbours could hear him. Then he sat, slouched on the couch, with no energy to left to even pull up his trousers even though he knew Dominic could be back any minute. Eventually, Elijah regained enough strength to get himself cleaned up and pull up his trousers, and was just looking for the fridge when Dominic came through the front door. Dominic immediately noticed Elijah’s sweaty and flushed face but thought nothing of it.
“You could have turned the TV on!”
Exclaimed Dominic, grinning as he put down the DVD on to the coffee table. Elijah return the grin then stuck his face into the fridge to look for a beer as well as to cool his face down and give it a discreet wipe. When he returned from the fridge clutching two beers, Dominic already had the DVD going and was curling up to watch. Elijah sat next to him, handed him a beer and also began to watch the movie.
Dom may not have to sleep on this couch after all
thought Elijah as he sipped his beer, unaware that Dominic was thinking
With enough beer I would probably do anything
and he silently hoped that it wouldn’t be too much beer, he looked sideways at Elijah practically on top of him on the small couch, he wanted to remember this.