Elves Gone Wild

Author Bird

Sorry, this is kinda silly...

Traveling to Lothlorien, part one

"Excuse me, Elrond, I need to stop again for a moment." Erestor
pulled his horse off to the side of the path to a cluster of trees.
They had been following the Anduin for most of their travel, and the
rushing water of the great river roared in the background.

"Oh…ahem. Shall I join you, Erestor? Just in case there might be
snakes." Glorfindel and Erestor ran for the umpteenth time into the
dense trees before Elrond could reply.

The twins made gagging facing at each behind their father's back, and
slipped off their own horses to stretch their legs. Yawning, Elladan
stretched his arms high above his head, arching his back in just a
way that made his brother stumble as he stared. Elladan's tight
leggings accentuated the clenching muscles in his rear, and Elrohir
caught himself licking his lips.

Glancing up quickly at their father to see if he had seen, Elrohir
caught his brother's wrist in his hand, pulling Elladan's ear to his
mouth and whispering an idea into it.

Elladan grinned, and spoke up loudly to Elrond. "Adar, Elrohir and
myself need to go take care of some business right quickie…I mean
quick, swiftly." The two disappeared into the brush toward the banks
of the Anduin, Elrond's shaking head watching them as they left.

Yawning, Elrond dismounted his own horse, and sitting, pulled off his
boots, flexed and stretched his toes and feet. To his right he could
here the distant and muffled sounds so familiar from the hidden
corners of the Imladris library; and to his left he could here the
beginnings of squeaks and moans coming from his libidinous sons.

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"Did," Glorfindel thrust his hand deep into Erestor's pants, grabbing
hold of the librarian's erect cock, squeezing it as he stroked it up
and out of the leggings, "You see the twins?"

One leg wrapped around Glorfindel's waist, Erestor panted against the
slayer's chest, "I love making them cringe and blush, them imagining
us." He half-laughed and groaned as Glorfindel's fingers played with
the skin covering the sensitive head of his arousal.

"They think we are two dirty old elves," Glorfindel snorted.

"You are."

"Elrond, I was wondering how long it would take you to join us,"
Erestor winked, brushing a sweaty strand of hair out of his face.

"It didn't take my sons long to disappear for their own private
activities," Elrond said, quickly joining the two elves leaning
against a tree, claiming both mouths in a heated three-way kiss.

"And you wanted Celebrian to come with us," Erestor smiled pulling
back.

"We would have just as much fun," Glorfindel added.

"Au contraire," Elrond said, his face twisting up, as did Glorfindel
and Erestor's. The three shook their heads at Elrond's made up
phrase. Continuing, "We could go spy on my sons. If Celebrian were
here, she would be outraged at our breach of privacy. But we could…"
Elrond grinned at Glorfindel and Erestor's matching smiles.

Each grabbing one of his hands, the slayer and librarian, his perky
cock still peeking out the top of his leggings, dragged the Master of
Rivendell back toward the horses. Elrond nodded toward the left, and
the three followed the now heightened moans of ecstasy from the banks
of the river.

Pushing aside low branches and large leaves, the three settled in a
nicely sheltered area that afforded them a full view of the twins,
Elladan's back against a tree, his brother kneeling in front of him,
working out a few knots in his crotched that apparently hadn't been
completely stretched out yet.

Elrohir's clothes were haphazardly thrown across a bush on one side
of the clearing, giving the three voyeurs a lovely gleaming view of
his pale cheeks, wiggling and bouncing in the air in rhythm to his
brother's thrusts into his mouth.

Stealthily, Glorfindel, turning his head to Elrond and Erestor and
pressing a finger to his lips in the signal to remain silent, he
edged his way around the cluster of trees till he could see the
profile view of the twins. Transfixed by the sight of the twins with
their eyes closed, Elladan's head thrown back, mouth wide in ecstasy,
loud moans escaping his lips, Glorfindel followed down his neck and
arms to where the twin's fingers tangled in his brother's identical
brown tresses. That led his eyes to the movement of Elladan's length
moving between Elrohir's lips. Frozen to his spot, the eldest of the
elves did not hear Erestor or Elrond sneak up behind him.

Whispering the slayer's left ear, Elrond said, "Did I not create two
beautiful creatures?" Erestor licked his right. Turning abruptly,
Glorfindel sunk his hand back into Erestor's leggings, ripping them
down his waist, his other hand jerking Elrond to his lips by the
front of his traveling jerkin.

"Enough of all this talking," Glorfindel said trying to catch his
breath.

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"What took you two so long," Glorfindel smirked as the twins limped
from between the trees, lopsided, satisfied grins on their
faces. "We need to be going."

Elrond snorted, and Erestor hide his smile behind his hand.

The twins dropped their smiles and blushed, quickly mounting their
horses.

"Aye," Elrond started seriously, "We need to be going quickie, I
mean, swiftly." Glorfindel and Erestor laughed at the glares they
received from the twins.