An Interesting Morning

TITLE: An Interesting Morning
E-MAIL: purpledluva@yahoo.com
RATING: NC-17, 18 for A/L/G sex.
PAIRING: Aragorn/Legolas/Gimli. Because I’m twisted.
DISCLAIMER: All belong to Tolkein, who is probably rolling over in his grave.
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SUMMARY: Gimli comes upon Aragorn and Legolas doing things they shouldn’t, and Aragorn invites him to join in.
NOTES: This contains three males having sex. If you don’t like that, piss off. This version is the revised version, and has a lot more detail.


I stopped behind a group of trees and blinked. Blinked in surprise, because what I saw was not something I would ever expect to see in the morning when I went to wash in a nearby stream. Or, for that matter, at any other time. What I saw made this morning a lot more interesting than others.

What did I see? A naked Aragorn licking and kissing his way down Legolas’s naked chest. And doing it well, judging from the whimpering sounds the elf was making. I wanted to stay and watch, for they were one of the most erotic sights I had ever seen in my life, but I could here a voice in my head that sounded suspiciously like my fathers, telling me how wrong it would be.

I reluctantly turned around, preparing to creep away and give them some privacy when a sudden cry from Legolas made me spin around, afraid I had been seen. I then saw that the reason for Legolas’s cry was Aragorn biting down gently on one of his pale nipples. Unfortunately, or fortunately, depending on which way you look at it, when I spun round my foot had got caught in a sticking up root, and when I next tried to move I fell crashing to the ground. The noise made Aragorn look up and see me lying on the ground, but I honestly don’t think Legolas noticed.

Leaving the elf sprawled out on the ground Aragorn got up and walked toward me; and pulled me up of the ground. I looked at him, and he looked back at me, and for what felt like the longest time we just stood there, gazing at each other, till he leaned forward and kissed me, his tongue passing through my open lips, wrapping round mine and plundering my mouth as we vied for control of the kiss.

I broke away from the kiss, shaking and sweating, and looked up at Aragorn who was gasping for breath, his cheeks red with arousal. I looked past him to Legolas, who was now sitting up and watching us. Sweaty and panting, with flushed cheeks and bits of grass in his hair, he was still so beautiful he took my breath away. I caught his gaze and held it, even as Aragorn started to unbutton my tunic and kiss and lick and gently bite his way down my chest, just as he had been doing with Legolas earlier. I had to break eye contact with Legolas to help Aragorn remove the last of my clothes and while I was looking away Legolas got up and came over and wrapped first his hand then his mouth around my arousal making me gasp and shudder, as desire shot through my body. With a few hundred years experience he knew what he was doing, and how to do it well.

I hadn’t noticed Aragorn kneeling down behind Legolas, but he was now kneeling there and playing with the elf’s hair, while sucking on the side of his neck. He looked up and saw me watching him, and murmured something in elvish into Legolas’s ear. I don’t what he said, but it made the elf to moan around me, sending bolts of sensation through me. I moaned insensibly, feeling that if I didn’t climax soon I was going to explode. Aragorn said something else to Legolas, and he swallowed my cock so deep his nose was pressed against the hair on my belly. I came hard into Legolas’s mouth. Some of my seed dribbled down his chin and he wiped it away with the back of his hand. He then looked up at me, meeting my eyes, and held my gaze as he cleaned the back of his hand with his tongue. He was distracted by Aragorn pushing his head down to the ground, putting his ass in the air.

I lay back on the grass, knowing what was to come and wanting to watch.

Legolas met my eyes again as Aragorn sucked his fingers into his mouth, then pushed one, then two fingers into the elf, making him moan and push back against his hand. Aragorn removed his fingers and replaced them with his already spit-covered cock, and I idly wondered when he had done that. As he pushed into Legolas both of them moaned, and after just a few thrusts first Aragorn, then Legolas came.

Legolas instantly fell onto the grass beside me, looking about as limp as I felt, but Aragorn only lay beside us for a few minutes before going over to the stream to wash before putting on his clothes. I marvelled at how he seemed so unaffected, as if nothing had just transpired.

“You better get Legolas up,” he told me. “We’ve got a long day ahead of us.”

He then strode out of the clearing. Yes, I thought to myself, looking at Legolas, who had his eyes closed and didn’t look as if he was getting. It had been a very interesting morning.

A/N: This was my very first go at male slash, and I think femmeslash is easier to write.

A/N about the rewritten version: I like this a lot, lot better than the first version.