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FIC: Kissing Human Scum VM/OB 1/1
This story isn’t new by far, but I hope it will bring a smile to your face unless it was too silly.
Title: Kissing Human Scum © 2006 by Myr Juhl
Part: 1/1
E-mail: juhlrech@mail.tele.dk
Type: RPS
Rating: NC-17
Cast: Orlando Bloom/Viggo Mortensen
*** WARNINGS *** This story is rated NC-17 and contains: Crack fic. Irritating short sentences looking mostly like babbling. Male kissing - hardly but nevertheless. Shagging - mildly sort of.
Disclaimer: The events never happened. This fic is for entertainment purposes only, not profit. I, the author, make no claim through this work as to the fictional characters/ actual lives/ preferences/ activities of the people mentioned herein.
Summary - In a diary kind of monologue Viggo and Orlando muses on how they felt getting to know one another in LOTR. Viggo tries to find the deeper meaning of Middle Earth and discovers a funny cast member in the process. Orlando is just trying to make Viggo realize he’s a real person when he’s out of make-up.
Beta - Absolutely not. Wouldn’t put any beta through this.
/.../ Indicates thoughts.
Timeline - Well… before, around and shortly after the human scum kiss in Cannes.
Archive: http://www.livejournal.com/users/piximyr/
Archive requests please contact the author.
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Kissing Human Scum
by Myr
Orlando POV
Sunday
Greetings, this is your own Blooming-ish self. New diary. I love starting new diaries. They’re so promising and I love the fact that this time, I’ve promised myself I’ll write in it every day! First to arrive in NZ along with Billy Boyd who’s a very nice guy. A bit too old, but then I not planning on dating him right? Hahahahaha!
Thursday
Oops… already missed a few days writing… oh, well, I’ve been busy that is. It’s not like I didn’t want to write every day. Just… didn’t have anything to contribute. That’s all. Must go. Kiss kiss and … gotta go. Importing boxing lessons.
Wednesday
Yeah - had a girlfriend the other day. Now I don’t. Never mind. All that romantic nonsense makes no sense to me at all. There’s simply too many feelings to invest in long term relationships. The babes just run off again within a few days or weeks. I wonder why? I love dating. I love doing the good stuff with them. Damn where are all the BABELICIOUS girls on this set? They’re just make-up artists the lot of them. They wouldn’t touch me, even if I was the last guy on earth one of them told me after one date. Plenty of fish in the water… guaranteed. Hmmm. Maybe I should start dating a few of the blokes on set in stead. Hahahaha! Definitely no hobbits though. My back aches just at the thought of bending when… better not get into that area of buggery… BUGGER! Did I really just write this? I’m definitely NOT considering buggering any guys… Absolutely not. Though Elwood is surely looking tasty… Gotta go archery practising. A LOT!
Viggo POV
My calendar said Monday
Mmm - Viggo here. I’ve just arrived in Middle Earth. I’m sort of confused… I need to get the feel of things. I’m sort of unorganised at the moment. I haven’t exactly found this Aragorn person yet. I guess he’s… whoa… who’s that!? I just saw the cutest Elf passing by. Wow - he’s a pleasant surprise... oh where was I? Right… the canteen tent.
Later same day... I reckon
I’m back now. Canteen approved. Gotta stick around here from time to time. Smashing service. This I’ve gotta hand to them. Hmmm. PJ asked me to pop my head in in half an hour’s time. I’m supposed to practise for this part. I can just picture myself with a long hard iron stick in my palm. Oh yeah... oh - that Elf just smiled at me. Does he want something? Better pay attention. He’s speaking to me.
His eyes are fake. I can tell. I’d love to paint him. He’s got nice cheekbones. Maybe if I get to know him better, he’ll let me lick them. Ooops… almost said it aloud. Perhaps I can save my arse and laugh out loud. Hmm… didn’t work. Only managed to confuse him.
“Well, have a nice day, Olmnilasco… huh? Orlando? No I’m from New York, not Miami! See ya later, Elf.”
Went pretty well, I think. Where was I?
ORLANDO POV
Friday
Huh? That Viggo character just ignored me! Didn’t even get my name right. God I hate that. I simply cannot stand being snubbed. Sadly, I don’t even think he snubbed me. He’s actually really cute come to think of it. I’m really confused I think. Why would I care about what the new Aragorn thinks or what not? He’s probably younger than Billy Boyd. Fat chance I suppose. Better not ask his age. A guy can dream, can’t he? It’s just because I cannot get a single of the girls to go to bed with me. Putting it mildly: I need to get laid, shagged, buggered, fucked… no not that one… I’m the one fucking… NEVER ever forget that. Ha. Saved that one nicely. What’s for practise? Horse riding that was. Yeah. I know horses… I’m getting quite familiar riding the stallion in the stable. That didn’t come out right… nope… Just adjusting myself a sec. I’m cool.
Tuesday
Getting a lot of dreams feed back at the moment. What is that? Dreams of Viggo. I’m dreaming of Viggo too much lately. I’m babbling. I’m in Hell. Viggo can’t even remember my name. I’m invisible. I’m in love with a guy. BUGGER! I’ve got to stop writing these things or I might start believe in them. What am I to do? It’s not exactly the thing you blurt out to the next guy…
“Hey, you! Next guy! Figure this, chummy I’m … Didn’t I just say I had to stop this? I did. Ok. Swords practise for me. And a lot of it. Ta!
VIGGO POV
Saturday... I guess
Whoa - where did time go? One movie down, two to go. I love premieres. Meeting with the nice bunch of guys. Corleandro… Orlando I mean. It’s just fun teasing him! He’s always so cute and kisses me a lot. He hugs me too if I don’t annoy him. I love it when he kisses me. He’s very much into that stuff and I certainly don’t mind that he is. I’ve been wondering - now the boy’s been away doing that Britney Scott thingy in Tanzania, I… wasn’t it Tanzania? Ecuador? Oh, what ever… He’s got the nicest tan on those cheekbones. I never got around licking them. Maybe I should try today. That would really surprise him.
Gods - this hair irritates me. I even had to dye it brown. Want my Scandinavian looks back as soon as possible. This way - nobody can tell I’m from Zealand, Denmark! Ha! Got that? Zealand!? Probably not. I’m sure the prissy Elf would agree. He’s sort of into blondes too, wouldn’t you agree? Wigs and all. Darn the sword was heavy - couldn’t exactly put it away during takes. I could easily lose balance, you know? Mentally and physically. My sword even has its own name. Can’t remember it right now. I usually have it right here. On the tip of my tongue.
Fuck. I forgot I’m being interviewed right now. Better act casual and rasp and mumble. That way the journalist quickly gives up trying to understand my answers and moves on to next victim. Meaning AWAY from me! Giggles. Ooops. Too girlish.
Oh oh - here we go. Prissy Elf alert… but I’m sort of being interviewed too. Takes a lot of concentration with Bloom around the place too. Maybe he hasn’t seen me… Gods he looks gorgeous. All the hair’s back on his head. He’s…
ORLANDO POV
Friday
There he is… Vig’s being interviewed. He’s probably too self-conscious to have noticed me. He’d be EXTREMELY embarrassed if I kiss him in front of everybody. That would be hilarious.
Here we go… No practise needed. This should be easy. Just grabbing him from behind and growl, “Human Scum!”
Then I pointed at him and purred, “This is Human Scum.” And then I did it! I kissed him! Right there on his beautiful mouth. Go me!
VIGGO POV
Still Sunday - was it?
Oh man. The little Tease just snogged me on camera! I cannot believe it! I have to do something.
“I’ll leave him to you…” I mumbled or maybe said something else. I just gotta get away or else I’ll jump him on camera. That probably wouldn’t be welcomed by anyone. Most certainly not Head Line, Air Head… NEW Line! That’s it. Yeah… Standing a bit away and watching how the interviewer not really wanted to talk to Mr. Bloom. The Elf is charming and the interviewer blushes.
I have to admit. I didn’t really know what to think of this beanie thin boy the first time I lay eyes upon him. But he’s grown on to me. I suppose he’s kissed his way into my heart. I’m still buzzing everywhere, it might even show. And I think his voice is in my head… Gotta think about something else. Can’t wait for the Hors D’oevres and free drinks. That’s where I was!
ORLANDO POV
The movie same evening
I made sure to sit next to Viggo in the theatre. The lady outside wasn’t hard to make blushing. This Prissy Elf hasn’t lost his seduction touches yet. I only managed to grab a coke, before we had to find our seats. I really need some candy of some sorts… Why am I so tired all of a sudden? Vig’s shoulder is a nice pillow. I probably should have asked him in advance, but my head and his shoulder behaved like two magnates, and I’ve sort of already watched this flick a few times already. LOTR’s right?
VIGGO POV
In the theatre. End of same week.
Orli is sleeping. I can hear his breath low and even in my ear. It’s nice. I like it. Even the small smacking sounds. I put my arm around him, and if our chairs hadn’t been separated by that typical theatre flip-up-and-down thingy, I probably would have put him on my lap and cuddled him shamelessly. I kiss his cheek discretely. He smells nice. I close my eyes and run my tongue up his gorgeous cheekbone just once. Ahhhh. Tastes just like I imagined. He wakes up with a start and looks confused a few seconds and then tries to follow the movie. We’re right about to snuff Boromir.
ORLANDO POV
The after party
Viggo slipped away from me as we all mingled and felt somewhat bored answering familiar questions. I barely listen to what I’m saying. I know the answers too well. It’s frightening how fast I’ve reached that level! Had a nice sleep though. I feel up to the REAL after party when the official part of it is over. We have been promised a ball in the room next to this. A real discotheque, more snacks and free drinks. Yeah! Balls are very nice... mmmm...
Later…
So this is the real after party. Just like back in NZ… Gotten better at dancing with the lads. They’re so tiny they feel like real girls. Hahahaha! Then I’m suddenly swooped away much later when a softie is pouring out of the speakers. It’s Viggo. I actually thought he went home hours ago. I knew he wasn’t younger than Bills… but hey? I can’t just expect every beating heart of my desires to match in every category or what? He really grabs me forcefully and we just stand there in the middle of moving bodies. Well, get on with it! Your call.
VIGGO POV
After the movie ended and I had gotten the snacks I craved and drinks too… (too long for a headline, I know!)
So I just sat there at the bar and fed myself. I talked to Boromir and Gandalf. But I didn’t want to kiss them, so I gathered I’d begin looking for my heart’s desire, before he took off with someone else. I mean - the invited French girls didn’t know him so he might stand a chance, you know! I just went to the middle of the dance floor and snatched him out of the arms of one of the before mentioned French mademoiselles.
And… then, when I had him all to myself for the first time, I didn’t really know what to do with him. Just stared at the many possibilities displayed in his searching eyes. I finally realized it would be better, if I got us off the floor. People were pushing and swaying, and it became really annoying when drinks ended down my back. Why do people do that?
ORLANDO POV
More - same evening
Fine, but now what? The Danish Viking has yet to claim his conquest. Me! Hahaha. Doesn’t get further that this, if we don’t… Whoa! Now we’re moving away from the dance floor. Towards that wall right over there. Nice move and if Viggo would just kiss… Yeah! That’s it. Lips used for silent talking!
VIGGO POV
The kissing part of the evening
Orlando was pliant. It sure makes it easier to kiss him like that. Figures! I’m…just…gonna… get my hands… there. Grabbing nice buttocks. The prissy Elf likes this and wants me to rub against him … so I’m rubbing excitedly.
ORLANDO POV
The rubbing
Viggo’s rubbing his dick against me. Was I asking for this? I think not, but now that he’s doing it, I suppose I could return the favour… Didn’t realize I’d get a hard on as a bonus. Two actually. Sort of… works in a tandem. I rub you. You rub me. And on and on… Nice. Getting nicer by the seconds. Oohh… better not rub that much or else…
VIGGO POV
The non-rubbing part of the evening
“Why d’ya stop?” I asked Orlando. The VERY prissy Elf boy explained he didn’t want to mess up his clothes. I suppose he’s got a point, so I whisked him to my hotel room upstairs… Very convenient throwing the party at our hotel actually…
So here we are. Morelandtodo… must stop anagramming his name constantly… hehehe! What can I say? Orlando’s butt is pointing into the air. He’s got the hots me, and I think I can live with myself, if I give in to what he’s asking me.
ORLANDO POV
The part of how did I end up bottoming for Viggo?
I seriously cannot remember being asked to bottom. It just sort of happened when Viggo lifted me and carried me inside the hotel room. He dumped me on the bed and something very fast happened and now I’m butt naked waiting to be sodomized… freely… panting… Gods… and embarrassingly begging for it.
“Gods - just get on with it, Scum bagging Human…” Maybe if I wriggle he’ll realize I can’t hold back much longer… THANK YOU!!! His dick is firmly planted in my arse. Finally some action. Aaaaand… it’s totally not what I expected. I can’t breathe. I know his Danish but it doesn’t sound cool, so I’m busy screaming ‘Italian Stallion’… until Viggo clamps his hand over my mouth because people are starting to bang on the walls. Too loud was I?
VIGGO POV
The fun part of the evening when I came and he went
So all is done. I’ve been gracious. Given us what we needed. But somehow I sense The Prissy Boy isn’t satisfied. I can’t see the problem. Topping was great. He should try it sometime. However, right now, I’d appreciate it if I could get some sleep. So I asked him to leave. I’m not a youngster like Billy or Elf boy himself anymore you know! Maybe I’ll let Orlando top me tomorrow. That would REALLY surprise him… Where was I? Ah… Room service. I wonder if the chef’s still up?
End of Tale.
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Title: Kissing Human Scum © 2006 by Myr Juhl
Part: 1/1
E-mail: juhlrech@mail.tele.dk
Type: RPS
Rating: NC-17
Cast: Orlando Bloom/Viggo Mortensen
*** WARNINGS *** This story is rated NC-17 and contains: Crack fic. Irritating short sentences looking mostly like babbling. Male kissing - hardly but nevertheless. Shagging - mildly sort of.
Disclaimer: The events never happened. This fic is for entertainment purposes only, not profit. I, the author, make no claim through this work as to the fictional characters/ actual lives/ preferences/ activities of the people mentioned herein.
Summary - In a diary kind of monologue Viggo and Orlando muses on how they felt getting to know one another in LOTR. Viggo tries to find the deeper meaning of Middle Earth and discovers a funny cast member in the process. Orlando is just trying to make Viggo realize he’s a real person when he’s out of make-up.
Beta - Absolutely not. Wouldn’t put any beta through this.
/.../ Indicates thoughts.
Timeline - Well… before, around and shortly after the human scum kiss in Cannes.
Archive: http://www.livejournal.com/users/piximyr/
Archive requests please contact the author.
~~
Kissing Human Scum
by Myr
Orlando POV
Sunday
Greetings, this is your own Blooming-ish self. New diary. I love starting new diaries. They’re so promising and I love the fact that this time, I’ve promised myself I’ll write in it every day! First to arrive in NZ along with Billy Boyd who’s a very nice guy. A bit too old, but then I not planning on dating him right? Hahahahaha!
Thursday
Oops… already missed a few days writing… oh, well, I’ve been busy that is. It’s not like I didn’t want to write every day. Just… didn’t have anything to contribute. That’s all. Must go. Kiss kiss and … gotta go. Importing boxing lessons.
Wednesday
Yeah - had a girlfriend the other day. Now I don’t. Never mind. All that romantic nonsense makes no sense to me at all. There’s simply too many feelings to invest in long term relationships. The babes just run off again within a few days or weeks. I wonder why? I love dating. I love doing the good stuff with them. Damn where are all the BABELICIOUS girls on this set? They’re just make-up artists the lot of them. They wouldn’t touch me, even if I was the last guy on earth one of them told me after one date. Plenty of fish in the water… guaranteed. Hmmm. Maybe I should start dating a few of the blokes on set in stead. Hahahaha! Definitely no hobbits though. My back aches just at the thought of bending when… better not get into that area of buggery… BUGGER! Did I really just write this? I’m definitely NOT considering buggering any guys… Absolutely not. Though Elwood is surely looking tasty… Gotta go archery practising. A LOT!
Viggo POV
My calendar said Monday
Mmm - Viggo here. I’ve just arrived in Middle Earth. I’m sort of confused… I need to get the feel of things. I’m sort of unorganised at the moment. I haven’t exactly found this Aragorn person yet. I guess he’s… whoa… who’s that!? I just saw the cutest Elf passing by. Wow - he’s a pleasant surprise... oh where was I? Right… the canteen tent.
Later same day... I reckon
I’m back now. Canteen approved. Gotta stick around here from time to time. Smashing service. This I’ve gotta hand to them. Hmmm. PJ asked me to pop my head in in half an hour’s time. I’m supposed to practise for this part. I can just picture myself with a long hard iron stick in my palm. Oh yeah... oh - that Elf just smiled at me. Does he want something? Better pay attention. He’s speaking to me.
His eyes are fake. I can tell. I’d love to paint him. He’s got nice cheekbones. Maybe if I get to know him better, he’ll let me lick them. Ooops… almost said it aloud. Perhaps I can save my arse and laugh out loud. Hmm… didn’t work. Only managed to confuse him.
“Well, have a nice day, Olmnilasco… huh? Orlando? No I’m from New York, not Miami! See ya later, Elf.”
Went pretty well, I think. Where was I?
ORLANDO POV
Friday
Huh? That Viggo character just ignored me! Didn’t even get my name right. God I hate that. I simply cannot stand being snubbed. Sadly, I don’t even think he snubbed me. He’s actually really cute come to think of it. I’m really confused I think. Why would I care about what the new Aragorn thinks or what not? He’s probably younger than Billy Boyd. Fat chance I suppose. Better not ask his age. A guy can dream, can’t he? It’s just because I cannot get a single of the girls to go to bed with me. Putting it mildly: I need to get laid, shagged, buggered, fucked… no not that one… I’m the one fucking… NEVER ever forget that. Ha. Saved that one nicely. What’s for practise? Horse riding that was. Yeah. I know horses… I’m getting quite familiar riding the stallion in the stable. That didn’t come out right… nope… Just adjusting myself a sec. I’m cool.
Tuesday
Getting a lot of dreams feed back at the moment. What is that? Dreams of Viggo. I’m dreaming of Viggo too much lately. I’m babbling. I’m in Hell. Viggo can’t even remember my name. I’m invisible. I’m in love with a guy. BUGGER! I’ve got to stop writing these things or I might start believe in them. What am I to do? It’s not exactly the thing you blurt out to the next guy…
“Hey, you! Next guy! Figure this, chummy I’m … Didn’t I just say I had to stop this? I did. Ok. Swords practise for me. And a lot of it. Ta!
VIGGO POV
Saturday... I guess
Whoa - where did time go? One movie down, two to go. I love premieres. Meeting with the nice bunch of guys. Corleandro… Orlando I mean. It’s just fun teasing him! He’s always so cute and kisses me a lot. He hugs me too if I don’t annoy him. I love it when he kisses me. He’s very much into that stuff and I certainly don’t mind that he is. I’ve been wondering - now the boy’s been away doing that Britney Scott thingy in Tanzania, I… wasn’t it Tanzania? Ecuador? Oh, what ever… He’s got the nicest tan on those cheekbones. I never got around licking them. Maybe I should try today. That would really surprise him.
Gods - this hair irritates me. I even had to dye it brown. Want my Scandinavian looks back as soon as possible. This way - nobody can tell I’m from Zealand, Denmark! Ha! Got that? Zealand!? Probably not. I’m sure the prissy Elf would agree. He’s sort of into blondes too, wouldn’t you agree? Wigs and all. Darn the sword was heavy - couldn’t exactly put it away during takes. I could easily lose balance, you know? Mentally and physically. My sword even has its own name. Can’t remember it right now. I usually have it right here. On the tip of my tongue.
Fuck. I forgot I’m being interviewed right now. Better act casual and rasp and mumble. That way the journalist quickly gives up trying to understand my answers and moves on to next victim. Meaning AWAY from me! Giggles. Ooops. Too girlish.
Oh oh - here we go. Prissy Elf alert… but I’m sort of being interviewed too. Takes a lot of concentration with Bloom around the place too. Maybe he hasn’t seen me… Gods he looks gorgeous. All the hair’s back on his head. He’s…
ORLANDO POV
Friday
There he is… Vig’s being interviewed. He’s probably too self-conscious to have noticed me. He’d be EXTREMELY embarrassed if I kiss him in front of everybody. That would be hilarious.
Here we go… No practise needed. This should be easy. Just grabbing him from behind and growl, “Human Scum!”
Then I pointed at him and purred, “This is Human Scum.” And then I did it! I kissed him! Right there on his beautiful mouth. Go me!
VIGGO POV
Still Sunday - was it?
Oh man. The little Tease just snogged me on camera! I cannot believe it! I have to do something.
“I’ll leave him to you…” I mumbled or maybe said something else. I just gotta get away or else I’ll jump him on camera. That probably wouldn’t be welcomed by anyone. Most certainly not Head Line, Air Head… NEW Line! That’s it. Yeah… Standing a bit away and watching how the interviewer not really wanted to talk to Mr. Bloom. The Elf is charming and the interviewer blushes.
I have to admit. I didn’t really know what to think of this beanie thin boy the first time I lay eyes upon him. But he’s grown on to me. I suppose he’s kissed his way into my heart. I’m still buzzing everywhere, it might even show. And I think his voice is in my head… Gotta think about something else. Can’t wait for the Hors D’oevres and free drinks. That’s where I was!
ORLANDO POV
The movie same evening
I made sure to sit next to Viggo in the theatre. The lady outside wasn’t hard to make blushing. This Prissy Elf hasn’t lost his seduction touches yet. I only managed to grab a coke, before we had to find our seats. I really need some candy of some sorts… Why am I so tired all of a sudden? Vig’s shoulder is a nice pillow. I probably should have asked him in advance, but my head and his shoulder behaved like two magnates, and I’ve sort of already watched this flick a few times already. LOTR’s right?
VIGGO POV
In the theatre. End of same week.
Orli is sleeping. I can hear his breath low and even in my ear. It’s nice. I like it. Even the small smacking sounds. I put my arm around him, and if our chairs hadn’t been separated by that typical theatre flip-up-and-down thingy, I probably would have put him on my lap and cuddled him shamelessly. I kiss his cheek discretely. He smells nice. I close my eyes and run my tongue up his gorgeous cheekbone just once. Ahhhh. Tastes just like I imagined. He wakes up with a start and looks confused a few seconds and then tries to follow the movie. We’re right about to snuff Boromir.
ORLANDO POV
The after party
Viggo slipped away from me as we all mingled and felt somewhat bored answering familiar questions. I barely listen to what I’m saying. I know the answers too well. It’s frightening how fast I’ve reached that level! Had a nice sleep though. I feel up to the REAL after party when the official part of it is over. We have been promised a ball in the room next to this. A real discotheque, more snacks and free drinks. Yeah! Balls are very nice... mmmm...
Later…
So this is the real after party. Just like back in NZ… Gotten better at dancing with the lads. They’re so tiny they feel like real girls. Hahahaha! Then I’m suddenly swooped away much later when a softie is pouring out of the speakers. It’s Viggo. I actually thought he went home hours ago. I knew he wasn’t younger than Bills… but hey? I can’t just expect every beating heart of my desires to match in every category or what? He really grabs me forcefully and we just stand there in the middle of moving bodies. Well, get on with it! Your call.
VIGGO POV
After the movie ended and I had gotten the snacks I craved and drinks too… (too long for a headline, I know!)
So I just sat there at the bar and fed myself. I talked to Boromir and Gandalf. But I didn’t want to kiss them, so I gathered I’d begin looking for my heart’s desire, before he took off with someone else. I mean - the invited French girls didn’t know him so he might stand a chance, you know! I just went to the middle of the dance floor and snatched him out of the arms of one of the before mentioned French mademoiselles.
And… then, when I had him all to myself for the first time, I didn’t really know what to do with him. Just stared at the many possibilities displayed in his searching eyes. I finally realized it would be better, if I got us off the floor. People were pushing and swaying, and it became really annoying when drinks ended down my back. Why do people do that?
ORLANDO POV
More - same evening
Fine, but now what? The Danish Viking has yet to claim his conquest. Me! Hahaha. Doesn’t get further that this, if we don’t… Whoa! Now we’re moving away from the dance floor. Towards that wall right over there. Nice move and if Viggo would just kiss… Yeah! That’s it. Lips used for silent talking!
VIGGO POV
The kissing part of the evening
Orlando was pliant. It sure makes it easier to kiss him like that. Figures! I’m…just…gonna… get my hands… there. Grabbing nice buttocks. The prissy Elf likes this and wants me to rub against him … so I’m rubbing excitedly.
ORLANDO POV
The rubbing
Viggo’s rubbing his dick against me. Was I asking for this? I think not, but now that he’s doing it, I suppose I could return the favour… Didn’t realize I’d get a hard on as a bonus. Two actually. Sort of… works in a tandem. I rub you. You rub me. And on and on… Nice. Getting nicer by the seconds. Oohh… better not rub that much or else…
VIGGO POV
The non-rubbing part of the evening
“Why d’ya stop?” I asked Orlando. The VERY prissy Elf boy explained he didn’t want to mess up his clothes. I suppose he’s got a point, so I whisked him to my hotel room upstairs… Very convenient throwing the party at our hotel actually…
So here we are. Morelandtodo… must stop anagramming his name constantly… hehehe! What can I say? Orlando’s butt is pointing into the air. He’s got the hots me, and I think I can live with myself, if I give in to what he’s asking me.
ORLANDO POV
The part of how did I end up bottoming for Viggo?
I seriously cannot remember being asked to bottom. It just sort of happened when Viggo lifted me and carried me inside the hotel room. He dumped me on the bed and something very fast happened and now I’m butt naked waiting to be sodomized… freely… panting… Gods… and embarrassingly begging for it.
“Gods - just get on with it, Scum bagging Human…” Maybe if I wriggle he’ll realize I can’t hold back much longer… THANK YOU!!! His dick is firmly planted in my arse. Finally some action. Aaaaand… it’s totally not what I expected. I can’t breathe. I know his Danish but it doesn’t sound cool, so I’m busy screaming ‘Italian Stallion’… until Viggo clamps his hand over my mouth because people are starting to bang on the walls. Too loud was I?
VIGGO POV
The fun part of the evening when I came and he went
So all is done. I’ve been gracious. Given us what we needed. But somehow I sense The Prissy Boy isn’t satisfied. I can’t see the problem. Topping was great. He should try it sometime. However, right now, I’d appreciate it if I could get some sleep. So I asked him to leave. I’m not a youngster like Billy or Elf boy himself anymore you know! Maybe I’ll let Orlando top me tomorrow. That would REALLY surprise him… Where was I? Ah… Room service. I wonder if the chef’s still up?
End of Tale.
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