Breaking Boromir

Title: Breaking Boromir

Rated: R for M/M lemon sex scenes that include oral, anal, masturbation, and rimming sex acts.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters from the LotR, nor am I making any money from using them in this story.

Characters: Aragorn/Boromir

Summary: While the fellowship is in Lothlorien, Aragorn decides its time for him to teach Boromir who's boss.

Author's Note: Just so you know the setting, Aragorn and the fellowship are in Lothlorien and I have decided to take the liberty in saying that the elves gave Aragorn his own 'private' closed-in talan there, even though he didn't use it alot...except for the purpose of this story. hehe! But that's where the story is, in case its a bit confusing otherwise. Now on to the story! I hope you enjoy reading it!

"Tell me why you're here man of Gondor," Aragorn said as he faced the man who was right now kneeling before him, naked with his hands tied behind his back. The man stubbornly refused to say a word though. Aragorn sneered at him, "Are you just a whore then? Wantonly throwing yourself at me? We will see, won't we?" and with that Aragorn stripped his own clothes off.

Boromir took in all his physique and could not take his eyes off of the rangers manhood when his eyes lowered. Could the man not fail at anything? His sac was large and heavy with a nice covering of dark hair over it. His cock was long and thick and any man's dream. Right now it was half hard and starting to point itself right at him. Boromir felt his eyes grow wide as Aragorn walked towards him, his manhood swinging a little from side to side as he did so. It was now only a couple of inches from him and Boromir felt the hand cup the back of his head and push him forward. He opened his mouth automatically and felt the cock fill him completely. Aragorn laughed.

Boromir ignored this though and wrapped his lips around that piece of man and sucked. His tongue ran all over the head and up and down the shaft as Aragorn thrust it in and out of his mouth. He heard Aragorn moan and thrust more quickly and deeply. Boromir tried to keep up, but soon accepted to just keep from gagging as the Ranger from the North pushed his cock in and against the back of his throat.

Aragorn kept a tight grip on Boromir's hair that was almost as painful as the ropes binding his hands behind his back. And when Boromir thought he would soon toss all his supper because of Aragorns thrusting he felt the man sieze up and felt that hot seed come from his cock and run into his mouth and down his throat. He swallowed as much as he could, but still some slipped out the corners of his mouth and dripped down his chin to the floor.

Boromir sagged some as Aragorn finally released him and sat on the bed. Boromir moved a little and leaned against Aragorn's naked thigh, letting his forehead rest against it and breathing erratically. He was painfully hard now himself and his hands were still bound. He could hear Aragorn chuckle, knowing his plight, yet doing nothing to help it.

Boromir let out a whimper and looked up at him pleadingly, not caring if he really was a whore. Aragorn smiled and helped him to stand up and then sit on the edge of the bed. He sat behind him and it made Boromir a bit nervous as he could now not see him. Soon though he felt the rough feel of Aragorn's hands on his back. Caressing up and down and taking each of his hands and rubbing them warmly. He didn't realease Boromir, but that did make it feel better. His hands then went more forward and started rubbing on his abdomen. It was then that Boromir heard him whispering in his ear.

"Is this what you want? Is this what you like? Do you want me to go up?" he breathed as his hands floated up to Boromir's nipples. He pinched and rubbed on them, making them pebble and Boromir moaned from the attention.

"More, please," Boromir whimpered and was rewarded by Aragorn twisting them more roughly, and even though it was a bit painful, he liked it and moaned more.

Aragorn's hands then went back down his stomach and to his dark patch of curls between his thighs as Aragorn again started whispering, "Maybe you want me to go down now? Touch you here?" he said as he let his fingers brush over Boromir's sensitive tip. Boromir couldn't help but thrust his hips up, hoping for more contact. Aragorn chuckled softly, "Do you want me to stroke you man of Gondor? Do you want me to squeeze and rub you until you come on my hands?"

Boromir moaned loudly, "Yes please, Aragorn, please!" Not able to control himself much longer.

Aragorn licked the shell of his ear and sucked in the lobe, biting and sucking on it. Boromir moaned more and wished that it was his cock Aragorn was doing that to. He felt Aragorn shift behind him and felt the man's cock on his hands. He was already half hard again. "Stroke me," he softly commanded as he continued rubbing everywhere but Boromir's crotch.

Boromir made a distressed noise but Aragorn would only repeat those two words until Boromir found himself gripping the man's cock as best he could and make small stroking motions. The binds were making it hard and they strained agaist his wrists, but Boromir continued on. Aragorn's breath became a little heavier as he began to thrust a little into Boromir's hand as he became harder.

Aragorn's hands rubbed the inside of Boromir's thighs, and he moaned in his ear. "I'm going to take you Boromir, I'm going to take you now." And with those words he pulled completely away from Boromir who let out a howl of protest. Even if his touch had been teasing and torturous, at least it had been something. The hands returned though and Boromir found himself being pulled up the bed and turned over onto his knees.

He felt his legs being spread far apart and moaned at what was soon to happen. He felt his hands caress his rear and spread his cheeks apart. Boromir thought he would come right then when he felt the Ranger's tongue sweeping across his hole, preparing him. It seemed that Aragorn could read minds too as he whispered another command, "Don't come yet, not until I tell you to," and then continued lapping and thrusting his tongue in and out or Boromir's hole.

Boromir was soon ready and felt Aragorn move behind him and felt the pressure of Aragorn's tip against him. It was like a week went by but was truly only a second that they stayed that way, but then Aragorn thrust himself inside of Boromir.

Boromir cried out as Aragorn sheathed his entire manhood in him with one stroke. Boromir let out another cry as Aragorn gripped his hips to keep them steady and drew himself out of the man and then pushed himself back in, pulling Boromir's hips back as he did so. Over and over he plunged into him, taking Boromir and making him his own. Aragorn was breathing very heavily now and was fucking Boromir faster and harder then before and Boromir was bucking up answering him moaning like the wanton whore Aragorn had just called him. It didn't take long for Aragorn to let out a shout and as he slammed back into Boromir one last time and he released his seed again into Boromir, letting it fill him completely.

Aragorn let his now flaccid cock slip out of Boromir and watched as he laid on his side. His erection still there with precome pouring out of it. Aragorn smiled again, he had listened to his command, he would be rewarded for it.

Aragorn laid down on his side beside of Boromir and again whispered in his ear as he nibbled on it, "You did so well tonight. You'll get your reward. I think you're finally breaking for me love," and with that he wrapped his hand around Boromir's swollen member.

Boromir had not yet recovered from Aragorn's last assault, but was more then ready for a reward. He didn't care now if he was breaking, he just wanted release. He whined a little as Aragorn's hand stayed still, but then heard him whisper into his ear again, "Tell me why you come to my talan every night Boromir."

Boromir's eyes fluttered open and shut as he tried to make a thought in his head form and then come out of his mouth, it was awefully hard at the moment, but he knew he had to answer, "Because you called me."

"Mmmm, very good love. Now, why do you suck me and let me take you with such force? Hmm? Why do you let me do this to you every night?" he whispered, still gripping Boromir's cock and not moving it.

Boromir wished not to answer, it would break him if he told why. But he wanted release and Aragorn would give him that, he only had to answer, even if it did hurt his pride and family, "Becau-Because you are my lord and master! You are my king and I would do anything for you!" he wailed.

"And if I am your lord, your master and king, what are you? What does all this make you?" Aragorn asked and squeezed his cock.

Boromir let out a whimper but answered, "It makes me your whore. To do with whatever you wish," he wailed and was now broken. The proud warrior and future steward of Gondor had broken under his new Lord's will and had accepted him. Aragorn smiled and moved his hand up and down Boromir's member, letting his thumb run across the tip and spreading his precome all over the head.

Boromir moaned wantonly as Aragorn continued stroking him. It only took a couple minutes and Boromir was coming all over the sheets and Aragorn's hand. Boromir moaned with relief. This was the first time he had been allowed to come in a week, since Aragorn had started this 'game' of breaking him. He felt ashamed he had not lasted longer, but he did not truly think many others could withstand as long as he had either. He also now felt relief that he had broken finally, like a great weight had been lifted from him.

Aragorn looked at his come covered hand and put it to Boromir's mouth, "Clean me up my lovely whore," and smiled when Boromir did so with no restraint; licking his fingers and palm thoroughly and lovingly. When Boromir was done Aragorn swiftly untied Boromirs hands and rubbed the wrists gently. He was tired now and wanted to sleep, but Boromir turned his head towards his future king and with his dark eyes looked at him for a moment. Aragorn held his gaze and then kissed him on the mouth. He drove his tongue in and explored Boromir's mouth.

When Aragorn finally let Boromir's mouth go, with a final nip to his bottom lip, he sighed happily and threw his arm around Boromir's waist. "Rest now and tomorrow night we will enjoy one another again," and he watched as Boromir smiled and fell into a blissful sleep and Aragorn closed his eyes and was soon following behind him.

The End

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