*Third in the Night Air Series: Night Air and Song in the Trees*
Haldir studied his brother and Lord Elrond of Imladris from the corner of his eye. Earlier, while returning from checking in with other patrols, he’d stumbled upon Rumil and Elrond making love on a rock near a deep pool. He’d taken Elrond there only hours before so the elf lord could wash away the dust of travel and also to give the twins and Orophin some privacy.
Haldir, knowing that his brother Orophin held
a deep fascination for the Rivendell twins, had been reluctant to return to
the talan. Instead, he thought to seek Elrond. What he discovered had left
him breathless and aroused in a way he’d not been in a long while.
As he stood concealed in the trees, he’d watched as Elrond had pushed
Rumil’s legs over his shoulders and entered the younger elf. Unable
to resist, Haldir had slipped his hand inside his leggings and grasped his
rock hard cock and began stroking, timing his movements with Elrond’s
thrusts. When the elf lord had arched his back in release, Haldir had gripped
a tree and spilled his seed into his palm. The force had left him shaking
and panting. He had also been left pathetically unsatisfied.
He’d crept back to the talan, only to discover that the younger trio were only starting their round of sexual activity and, with a deep felt sigh of annoyance, settled with his back to a tree. He heard soft voices and looked up in time to see Rumil and Elrond emerge from the direction of the stream. They were holding hands like a bonded couple and when Elrond realized Haldir observed their movement, he tried to remove his hand from Rumil’s. Not to be denied his prize, Rumil only tightened his grip.
“Haldir, what are you doing down here?” Rumil asked his elder brother.
“Listening to the song in the trees.” Haldir titled his chin towards the talan, uncertain of Elrond’s reaction to the knowledge that his sons engaged in incest.
Puzzled, Elrond also tilted his head. He faintly heard the sounds of passion drifting on the night air. Instead of being angry or even perturbed, Elrond laughed softly as he sat with his back against the tree. Also laughing, Rumil sat down between Elrond’s legs and lay back against the Lord of Rivendell’s chest. Elrond’s arms wrapped around Rumil and clasped his hands in front of the younger elf’s chest.
Haldir found himself being uniquely aroused, while at the same time being jealous, of the couple next to him. He envied Rumil for his newfound companionship with what was undoubtedly one of the most powerful individuals in all of Middle Earth. While Galadriel and Celeborn were powerful, they were not known beyond the Golden Wood. Yet Elrond the Half-Elven had survived the kin wars and been present at Gil-Galad’s side during the Last Alliance. Only one other elf had that claim, and he kept his nose from the affairs of Middle Earth and dwelt deep in a stone fortress in Mirkwood.
Rumil’s head lolled against Elrond’s shoulder and a small smile played over his shapely lips. Haldir could see Elrond’s fingers tracing light swirls over Rumil’s stomach muscles and his own clenched in response. From above the sounds of passionate sex floated on the breeze.
Elrond found the sounds unbelievably erotic and he felt some embarrassment as he realized those sounds came from his sons. He wondered if there wasn’t something fundamentally wrong with becoming aroused by the sounds of one’s children engaged in sexual activities, but rationalized his reaction as more a result of Rumil’s presence.
He glanced over to Haldir to judge his reaction and realized the elf was staring openly at he and Rumil. His hands immediately ceased their movement and he let his hands slip down to his sides. Rumil’s eyes peeled open and he twisted his head to look at Elrond.
“Is there something wrong?”
Elrond shifted and his growing erection pressed against the small of Rumil’s back, denying him the opportunity to claim fatigue or discomfort. “We should show respect for your brother,” he murmured against Rumil’s ear.
Rumil slowly turned his head and caught Haldir just as the embarrassed March Warden turned away after having been observed by Elrond. The youngest of the three brothers could barely conceal his humor and an evil glint came to his blue eyes. Turning his head slightly, he allowed his lips to graze Elrond’s jaw as he contemplated how best to implement his plan without offending his new lover.
Elrond shivered at the light kiss and shifted again, trying to find a comfortable position. His erection grew by the second, as Rumil wriggled against him and, in addition to the noises coming from the talan, there was the handsome Haldir sitting only a few inches away from him. He couldn’t believe his libido had gone into overdrive and he was alternately mortified and excited by the erotic sensations thrilling through his body.
Nuzzling Elrond’s throat, Rumil bit gently at the soft tendon just below the elf lord’s ear. When Elrond inhaled sharply, Rumil bit down harder, leaving a small red mark. He could feel Elrond straining against the restraints of his leggings and consciously rubbed his back against the growing erection. He reached down and pulled Elrond’s arms back up to his chest. He tucked the healer’s hands inside his tunic, silently encouraging the older elf to caress his body. Nor did Elrond disappoint as his long fingers sought puckered nipples.
With one hand holding Elrond’s head close to receive kisses and bites, Rumil’s other hand made short work of h is leggings, freeing his own erection to the cool air. He curled his fingers around his sac and stroked his thumb up and down the vein. Elrond’s panting only encouraged his self-exploration and he grew bolder, occasionally rolling his thumb over the dripping head.
Haldir watched the foreplay in shock. He could not believe his brother would be so blatant. At the same time, he was unable to tear his eyes away from the pair and he mentally compared them to starlight and shadow. Rumil’s silver blond hair spilled over Lord Elrond’s shoulder and mixed with the Noldor’s near midnight locks. His body trembled in response to the erotic spectacle being played out before his eyes and could feel his cock weeping inside his leggings.
Watching Rumil tease and stroke himself had Elrond mesmerized. Elrond took his hands away from Rumil’s nipple and clasped his hand, removing it from his cock. He brought the hand up to his lips and sucked one digit deep into the recesses of his mouth, coating it with saliva as he swirled his tongue round and round Rumil’s finger until the guardian moaned against his throat. Deliberately, he pushed Rumil’s arm back down, and holding the slicked finger away from the other fingers, he slipped it between the pale cheeks, seeking Rumil’s small opening. On cue, Rumil stiffened his finger, allowing Elrond to push the finger deep inside his own body. He curled his finger, seeking the spot that would send him soaring. As his finger brushed the bundle of nerves he gasped and bit down hard on Elrond’s throat, nearly drawing blood.
Elrond grunted but did not pull away from the pleasure-pain caused by Rumil’s teeth. He inserted his own index finger next to Rumil’s and was rewarded by a gasp and more biting. He tilted his head, giving Rumil more access to this throat. He knew that on the morrow, he would have to make sure his tunic covered the welts, but at the moment he cared not at all. He heard a low growl and turned his head to see the March Warden with a look of intense pain on his face as he rubbed himself through his leggings. Suddenly, Elrond understood Rumil’s game. Wickedly, he determined to beat the younger guardian at his own game.
The lord removed his hand from Rumil’s anus and distended nipple and used them to pull the leggings from narrow hips. Thus freed, Rumil found his naked bottom resting on cool earth. He sighed as the leggings slipped down to his bent knees and struggled to help Elrond remove them further.
“Haldir, I believe your brother is stuck. Could you help him?” Elrond purred without lifting his head.
The soft voice rumbled in Rumil’s ear, sending new chills along his body. Unable to believe his ears, Haldir only stared a moment. Then, as if in a dream, he slowly crept forward until he rested between two sets of bent legs. He removed one boot from Rumil’s foot, waiting for Lord Elrond to call a halt to the proceedings. Elrond only offered Haldir an encouraging smile and the March Warden removed the other boot.
Rumil continued to slide his finger in and out of his body, slowly, sensually, delighting in the sensation as he lay back against Elrond’s powerful chest and his brother knelt between his legs. Haldir pulled Rumil’s leggings completely off and sat still for a moment, wondering what to do next. His quandary was ended when Elrond reached out his long arm and wrapped his fingers in long blond hair, pulling Haldir down until his lips touched Rumil’s cock.
Haldir opened his mouth wide, taking as much of Rumil as he could, but Elrond’s grip forced his head lower and he found his nose pressed against the soft curls between his brother’s legs and the head of his cock brushing the back of his throat. He swallowed convulsively, aware that every movement of his throat brought Rumil that much closer to climax.
Elrond reached behind Rumil and freed himself from his own leggings. He pushed Rumil’s tunic up and slipped his engorged penis beneath the fabric so that it rested against the cool skin of Rumil’s back. Rumil pressed back harder while rotating a second finger into his anus. Elrond smiled as he watched Haldir’s head bob up and down on Rumil’s cock.
The March Warden began furiously rubbing himself beneath his leggings as cum leaked from Rumil’s head to his tongue. He could not remember the last time he tasted anything so good and worked hard to produce more of the precious fluid. His tongue swirled around the head, flickering and rolling across the throbbing vein. His chin brushed at Rumil’s tightly drawn sac and Rumil arched upwards. Elrond grabbed Rumil’s head and held him still while he licked the tip of his ear, lightly running his tongue over the pointed tip.
Rumil began pushing his fingers in and out of his tight hole, moving harder and faster, as Haldir sucked harder on his cock. With an inarticulate cry, Rumil spilled his semen in Haldir’s mouth, arching his back until he rammed his cock nearly down Haldir’s welcoming throat.
Haldir gasped and choked, removing his hands from his penis and placed them on Rumil’s hips to steady him. He continued to lick and suck, savoring every drop until Rumil’s tremors stopped and his cock began to soften.
Elrond stroked the blond kneeling so gracefully between his legs. “You look beautiful with a cock in your mouth,” Elrond murmured softly. “Come up here and show me how Rumil tastes on you.”
Quickly, Haldir scrambled up Rumil’s body and pressed his body against his brothers as he offered Elrond a kiss. Elrond’s tongue teased his for a moment as their lips met, and then the elf lord sucked Haldir’s tongue deep into his mouth and continued sucking Haldir until the March Warden couldn’t breath. Rumil reached down between their bodies and unlaced Haldir’s leggings and stroked the weeping cock, coating the member with pre-cum and fondling the sac at its base. Haldir dug his nails into Elrond’s shoulders as waves of pleasure overtook him.
Elrond grabbed Rumil’s hands, stilling them. “Not yet, my sweet one.” So saying, he pushed at Haldir’s leggings until he as was exposed. He pulled the twin mounds guarding his entrance open and pushed a single finger into the tight opening. He groaned softly as he found Haldir’s sweet spot and felt the March Warden tighten around his finger.
Haldir began to pant and groan as he bucked his hips rapidly against the fingers invading his body. His cock brushed Rumil’s stomach with each thrust while Elrond continued to suck his tongue with the same attention he’d given his brother’s cock moments earlier. Beneath him, he could feel Rumil becoming hard again.
Elrond removed his fingers. “Haldir, sit up for a moment.” When Haldir complied, he pushed Rumil up. “Now, sweetling, I want to be inside you.”
Rumil shivered as he understood all too well what Lord Elrond wanted. Carefully he positioned himself so that the head of Elrond’s cock pressed against his secret opening and slowly began lowering himself so that the heavy cock impaled him from behind. He grunted as the shaft pierced his opening, stretching him and sending waves of pain through his body. He continued to push, ignoring the sharp stabs of pain. Haldir held on to his shoulders, steadying him until his ass nestled against Elrond’s thighs.
Haldir watched in fascination as Rumil’s legs were draped over Elrond’s spread thighs and the younger elf was pulled even further open. Rumil tossed back his head with a loud sigh. Already his cock was rock hard again and clear sticky fluid leaked from the tip.
“Your turn, Haldir,” Elrond directed. “Come, let me taste of you.” He motioned Haldir forward with one hand and the March Warden instantly scrambled to obey the summons.
He stood over Elrond and waited as the Noldor slowly opened his mouth wide, welcoming the heavy cock into his warm heat. At the first touch of Elrond’s tongue, Haldir shook and groaned. The wet heat was almost more than he could bear and when Elrond swirled his tongue along the tip and let his teeth graze the sensitive underside, Haldir could take no more.
“Please, I beg you, do not torture me so,” he ground between clenched teeth.
Elrond lifted his head for a moment. “Then fill me, Haldir of Lothlorien. Let me taste your hot sweetness.”
Haldir needed no more orders. He began brutally pumping in and out of Elrond’s mouth as hard as he could, forcing the elder elf’s head to snap back once or twice and bang against the tree. Elrond seemed not to care as he reached between Rumil’s legs and began to roughly stroke the cock lying rigid against the youngster’s stomach.
With each stroke, Rumil arched and pushed and bounced, using Elrond’s powerful legs as leverage. He placed both hands on either side of Elrond and lifted his weight as far of the cock impaling his ass as he could and letting the weight of his body slam him back down. Each thrust slammed against his prostate.
Within minutes, Haldir felt stars exploding behind his eyes and gripped the tree with one hand and Elrond’s head with the other as his muscles tightened. Elrond felt Haldir coming and opened his mouth as much as possible, letting the March Warden hit the back of his throat. Rumil’s tight heat was bringing him closer and closer to the edge.
With a yell, Haldir spilled his essence into Elrond’s mouth and the elf lord drank it all. He swallowed every last drop, continuing to suck long after the sweet fluid stopped shooting from Haldir’s body.
Atop Elrond, Rumil moved faster and faster as the elf lord’s hands tightened on his cock. He keened loudly, feeling his own release upon him. Elrond released Haldir’s cock and began to chant Rumil’s name as he spilled his seed deep within the younger elf.
Haldir slumped to the ground at last, sweat soaked and sated in a way he hadn’t been in a long while. Rumil fell back, nearly lifeless, against Elrond’s chest. With his free arm, Elrond engulfed Haldir’s shoulders and the three rested comfortably in each other’s arms as they waited for the tremors to cease and their hearts to resume normal rhythms.
At last sounds inside the talan had ceased. Elrond
stirred. “Come starlight and moonbeams, let us seek the comfort of the
trees. I would curl between the two of you tonight and rest.”
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