Cornucopia

For centuries Elves have kept their borders protected, and though they are considered the wisest and most fair race on Middle -

Earth, seen as the first born no one had ever heard the blatant history of their sexual appetite.

This among the Elves was a closely kept secret, from everyone except the Valar who watched over their deeds from above.
Within the secret was the truth about their more perverted sexual tastes which were documented, yet not many really knew of

them besides the scholars and royalty of the Third Age.

These perversions normally were hailed outside certain landmarks in Rivendell. Only the fairest, most young and physically

beautiful would parade themselves alluringly among the crowds of people who wandered the markets, touting for custom.

Elven prostitutes, treated as equals would accept only a token, such as a piece of precious jewellery, an ornate box or an other

trinket of affection to gain entrance to the brothels.
No payment of money was required, as they were already rich, so Elves whose tastes are slightly extreme, or who need to seek

their confidence in personal matters as these particular Elves were skilled in the art of councilling.

Such an art was taught to them by councillor Erestor himself. They are also skilled in massage techniques, aromatherapy and

reflexology, so the more base sexual needs were not always needed from clients, though that depended on how lovely they

found their prostitute.


Legolas strolled by the market place, watching the hustle and bustle of daily life in Rivendell. Coming upon his friends Celadamron

and Ceruvir, who stood outside the old Cenotaph, noticing that day how muscular they looked, how the sun shone over their oil

glistened hest and abdomen. Covered in silver jewellery, mostly gifts from clients, and clothed only in skin - tight black leather

pants which were fastened only by suede laces that were tied at the top of the crotch.

"Good day, dear Legolas. Do you seek any pleasure from me or my friend at this hour?"

Legolas watched how the handsome blond haired male's eyes darkened when he set his sights upon him.

"Perhaps i do need pleasure from the both of you, though i do need your council, Celadamron."

Legolas handed over two tokens, and each looked them over, admiring the striking jewelled boxes, which as they opened them

contained even more gems, both precious and semi precious - this client, though the prince of Mirkwood, was indeed richer than

they originally thought.

Ushering the young Edhel into their quarters, Ceruvir brought him to lay upon a small table where a throw of scarlet velvet was

draped and fresh rose petals were scattered over it, making the place smell most sweet for such a lovely client as they would

entertain.

"What then troubles such a handsome Edhel as yourself, then. Tell me your woes while i massage you with my special oil of

mixed patchouli and comfrey."

Legolas watched him uncork the stopper from a small crystal bottle, pouring a liberal amount onto a lengthy feminine hand, rubbing

both hands together, Ceruvir set to work on the Elf's back, kneading where he so obviously was tense and the muscles were

bunched up in pain and anxiety.

"I am in love, Celadamron, in love with Aragorn, yet he sees fit not to wed me, but to have me as his Elfling, his lover, courtesan

when his wife is absent."

Ceruvir rubbed away at the base of his spine, listening to the young one intently.

"Why does he deny you that which you surely deserve? He should not be king in my view.."

Spoke Celadamron, his eyes fearsome in their wrath.

"Though it would be treason to say such a thing...."

Ceruvir heard him moan while he administered his massages in a more intimate area, moving his hands over the Elf's pert, tightly

curving buttocks.

"He is a foolish her and will overlook me all the time unless i do something quickly. I fear that i will have to find myself a new love."

Ceruvir rubbed at the base of his buttocks, stroking over them on purpose, though he found the Edhel did not flinch when he

stroked his client in such and intimate area.

"You certainly earn your trinket, sweet one, i have never felt so relaxed in the presence of one of such beauty."

"Then why do you not earn trinkets of your own with us when it is obvious you are not being treat right by your lover? Why

should you be faithful to him when he has a wife?"

Legolas lifted his head looking up at Celadamron, he beconned the Elf to come to him.

"Your friend has relaxed me well and though i had not considered you making love to me, i have rethought my original plan.........i

would like to become......what you are..........an entertainer of Elves."


He took down his beige pants down so far, then leapt off the table.
Legolas felt Celadamron's stiffened member slick across his buttocks causing the Elf to moan again, as he bent over the table

ready.

"It seems you have chosen wisely, meleth."

Hearing the Elf panting for more Celadamron issued an instruction for Ceruvir to kneel before him and to kiss him while he climbed

over his back, mounting the young one with nimble ease, moving inside him freely, feeling how elegant and tight he was as he

made love to the princeling.

Ceruvir tasted the sweetness of the young Elf's lips, like being smothered in nectar, and all the while in a tumult of ecstasy as he

embraced him, he felt it would be an injustice if he did not do anything else for him, so he grasped his straining member and

started to pull away at it, while it engorged itself in deep blood meeting the depth of his arousal.

He could feel Celadamron's long, hardness of a member delve deep within his body, now giving him thick strokes of his length,

continuing his moaning while he was being kissed savagely by Ceruvir who like most males would enjoyed taking this young male,

he had always fantasised taking advantage of the young Mirkwood prince, and never once thought he would be servicing the

beautiful one at all.........but, as he reminded himself, times change and so do attitudes.

Ceruvir, taken over by lust, kissed him for the last time, getting up as instructed by his friend, to come to his side, and quite

unexpectedly, he felt the Elf's cock dive inside him along with Celadamrons, two cocks now raging inside him, he turned to look at

them and he saw that they were embracing each other, and that scene was enough to send the young prince over the edge, as

he grasped his own penis in his fevered hand and tugged at its shaft until he came, his seed spilling all over the red sheets.

The twins still thrust inside him, managing to come inside the sweet one both at the same time, their essense filling his sweating

body until it oused out of its own accord, such was the extent of their arousal.

"Meleth -nin........you have undone me as an Edhel.......i can only thankyou both.....and hope i will join you as one of your own"

Their members still erect, they watched the young Edhel put back on his pants, lacing them up in the traditional way before turning

on his heel and waving his goodbyes.


To be continued..........