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Title: You’re so dead. © 2006 By Myr Juhl
Part: 1/1
Fandom: LOTR
Type: RPS
Rating: NC-17
Cast: Cast: Orlando/Viggo/Sean B; Orlando/Viggo. Also cameos by Dom & Billy

*** WARNINGS *** This story is rated NC-17 and contains: * Male slash * Language * Mild mutilation *s*

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: Don’t ever trash your friend’s trailer. Revenge is sweet.

Beta: My second sweetheart,

pipitta
Timeline: During the filming of LOTR
/.../ Indicates thoughts.
Archive: http://www.livejournal.com/users/piximyr/
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A/N: The idea came from an interview I read where the fellowship actually did that to Orlando one night in a milder degree.

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You’re so Dead

© By Myr Juhl

“KNOCK OFF!” Orlando and Dom shouted, jumping up and down as soon as Peter Jackson wrapped. They ran to the Cuntebago to get out of costume and make-up. They were finished in record time and sneaked back to Viggo’s trailer.
Viggo wasn’t there - yet, so they had to hurry. The doors of the trailers were useless, so nobody bothered locking them. That gave them easy access to Viggo’s door. Inside, they trashed his trailer thoroughly. This was dangerous, because Viggo would get back at them with the aid of Sean. Probably kill them. Oh, but the thrill of it was exquisite.

Dom was scared shitless and he tugged at Orlando’s sleeve. “C’mon - he’ll be here any minute!”

“Go then!”

Dom did, therefore Viggo only saw Orlando leave when he was on his way towards his trailer shortly after.

/I’ll get your ass so bad you can taste it, Orlando,/ Viggo thought with a cruel smirk. As he entered his trailer, he looked around with a tired sigh and began to clean up. Later he made several calls from his hotel room, and about 1am the troops were gathered.

~*~

Orlando had been sitting with Dom all night. Butterflies were fluttering in their stomachs waiting for the inevitable punishment to be carried out. Waiting for doom always made Dom feel like throwing up, and he decided that if things were going to get bad, there was nothing he could do to prevent it. Therefore, he went to his room leaving Orlando alone.

Orlando felt the thrill in his body as he watched time pass. Suddenly he drifted off, and then came back. His eyes rolled back in their sockets. He did that a few times and decided to go to bed.

~*~

1.30am late at night, the troops broke into his room. Orlando didn’t even wake up until he was lying on the floor, blinking violently at the sudden flicked on light from the ceiling.

“There you are,” he mumbled, but then he gave a keening wail when Billy sat on his left knee. Someone else sat on his right. He tried to focus on who that was, but was distracted because Beanie pulled his arms back. Viggo ripped his t-shirt to access Orlando’s belly. There he began slapping him.

Usually it was humans against hobbits/elves. Seeing Billy there confused Orlando. Then he froze. It was Dom sitting on his right knee. Why was Dom participating? Then he realized. The others didn’t know Dom had been in the trailer too. Orlando just looked at him while he took the rough treatment of the others, clenching his muscles to endure the impact.

“Had enough?” Viggo asked.

Turning around, Orlando said, “Go fuck yourselves.”

Sean had to laugh. Orlando never gave in. He’d basically scream in pain before he gave in. Viggo stopped the slapping though. He rested his hands on Orlando’s hips and decided all of a sudden to pull off Orlando’s sweatpants. “Let’s really hurt him!” He motioned for Billy and Dom to let go, and off the pants went.

Orlando gasped in shock. Sweat sprung all over his body. The repercussions had never escalated to this before. However, he dared Viggo to proceed.

Looking around, Viggo asked, “Who’s in?” They all nodded.

Orlando began to struggle and swore worse than Elijah on a good day.

“Why...are...you...here?” he panted angrily at Dom.

Shrugging, Dom replied, “I’m an arsehole. They came for me. What can I say?”

“You could...have said...fucking no!” Orlando hissed almost breaking free of Sean’s grip, but only a quarter of a second.

“I’ll sit on your hands, if you do that again, Bloom,” the older man said. Orlando knew it would be more painful but couldn’t resist. Sean grinned wickedly and placed his knees on Orlando’s wrists.

“Fuck you, Sean!”

“Hey, you asked for it, Baby!”

Turning his head, Orlando tried to bite Sean’s thigh. Viggo smiled. Orlando was always a challenge. He lowered his face to study the young man’s face.

“Say something, Elf.”

Orlando frowned. What did he mean? “What do you want to hear? That the lot of you are making me horny?”

Viggo shared a glance with Sean, “No. Not exactly, though I’m sure that can be arranged.”

“Kiss my arse!”

“That’s it for me”, Billy suddenly said. Hobbits weren’t supposed to go against elves. He got up and left.

Viggo looked at Dom, “Stay or leave?”

Dom scratched his head and looked at Orlando whose eyes begged him to stay. Dom knew he had to stay to prevent Orlando from getting himself into too much trouble within the limits of the game. Only Orlando usually had no respect for limits. The game constantly escalated, so he decided to stay.

“Fine.” Viggo turned his gaze back at Orlando. He pushed to bend Orlando’s knees. He put his hands on them and with lazy circles began to tease him.

An explosion of profanity escaped Orlando’s throat. He banged his head into the floor in frustration.

“Like it?” Viggo’s fingertips travelled upwards the tender skin of his inner thighs. When he was dangerously close to Orlando’s displayed privates, he disconnected abruptly. Orlando had kicked him in the ribs. Startled, Viggo fell backwards.

Unfortunately, Sean held on too tight, and both Viggo and Dom attacked Orlando and tickled him, as Sean struggled to hold on. Orlando was incredibly strong and so fighting an enraged Orlando was some task.

“Give?” Viggo spat through gritted teeth. The impact of Orlando’s heel still had him panting a bit.

“N-never...” Orlando hissed and, suddenly, he succeed in twisting and broke lose of Sean’s hands. He got to his knees and curled tighter than a woodlouse. He knew it would only protect him for a second but at least he had a second to figure out a strategy. Anticipating the expected punishment to follow, he breathed slowly to calm down. And there it came:

Viggo grinned evilly as he positioned himself behind Orlando. Grabbing his cheeks, Viggo squeezed the tight flesh. Orlando’s back shivered. Sean grabbed his wrists and pulled. Orlando pulled back clutching his hands under himself. Sean pulled once more and so on. In the end, Orlando sank his teeth into Sean’s hands making him let go immediately.

“Bitch!” he winced.

Orlando looked up. His eyes satisfied. The fight was never-ending.

Dom smiled wickedly. Orlando did well. The humans had to shape up.

Orlando still felt Viggo digging his nails into his butt. It hurt. Suddenly, he felt a finger against his hole.

“Don’t even think about it,” he protested.

Viggo laughed, “Fand’me, jo!” (transl. “Hell, yeah!”)

“VEEEGGO!!!!” Orlando threatened. Viggo had a bored look on his face, but his eyes were telling otherwise. Sean and Dom looked at them. Then just as Viggo was about to push his thumb inside, Orlando gathered strength from primal reserves, succeeded in freeing his hand, and smacked a palm on the floor.

“YEAH!!! Yes-yes-yes-yes!” Viggo and Sean jumped up and danced frantically, grinning. Practically howling.

“You’re so DEAD!” Orlando growled and got to his feet. He jumped on Viggo’s back and tried to choke him. Sean laughed as Viggo swung to get Orlando off. He succeeded and Orlando landed flat on his back. Face contorted in pain. Viggo frowned and rushed to him.

“Fuck! Orlando! Are you hurt?”

“I can’t feel my toes,” Orlando gasped, coughing violently. Sean’s face was white.

Dom just stood there trying not to giggle. /Oh, you’re so good, Orli! You’re in another league, mate!/

Viggo’s hands touched Orlando’s damp forehead with genuine concern. “Fuck! Should I call an ambulance?”

Orlando slowly opened his eyes. Took in the frightened expression in Viggo’s steel blue eyes and said, “Why? Do you need one?”

“W-what?”

“Little shit!” Sean realized Orlando had bluffed. “Dom! Go home. You don’t wanna witness this.”

“Here we go again.” Dom sighed.

~*~

“Leave Dom!”

Dom shook his head. “No way in hell! What ever you do to him, I’d definitely better witness. We can’t risk losing Legolas half through the picture.”

“Go to that chair. Sit on your hands and shut your mouth!”

Orlando actually hurt his back slightly, and tried to sit up when the filthy humans pushed him back on the floor.

“OH! What shame,” Orlando said, “Look how dirty you’ve made me!!” He knew this would get completely out of hand, but the adrenaline rush had taken over long ago. He was practically shivering in anticipation.

“You are an evil little monster!” Sean grinned. He removed the damaged t-shirt, grabbed the boy’s hands, and pinned them once more above him.

Falling on his knees, Viggo quickly grabbed Orlando’s legs and began fondling them again. Orlando lay still and just looked at him. Viggo waited patiently for a reaction. He had to wait long. Orlando’s ribcage rose and fell faster and faster. Viggo smiled knowingly, and it infuriated Orlando. He couldn’t take it any longer and then he was back fighting to get free.

“I swear I’ll wear you down, Elf!”

“Ha! When you think...I’m done, YOU’RE the ones who...c-can’t get your...ARSES out of bed tomorrow!” Orlando stuttered. Sweat poured down his naked from, making it difficult for the humans to actually hold him.

“Go get a towel, Dom!” Sean commanded. Dom returned and began to rub the sweat of his friend’s body.

Orlando closed his eyes, he was getting tired. Soon he wouldn’t have any more strength to fight, and he would have to give. Fuck he didn’t want to lose again on the same night. What ever Viggo did to him, he had to take it. Even if he had to bluff. He had a pretty good idea what was to come and he would endure for as long as possible. Hope sprung eternal.

He turned his face and said softly to Dom, “Please leave, Dom. I actually don’t want you witnessing this...”

“Are you mad?”

“C’mon...it’s Beanie and Viggo. What could they possibly do to hurt me for real?” he said, trying to smile bravely. Dom shared a glance with the humans. Viggo winked.

“Fine... Just make sure he’s able to walk to the Cuntebago by HIMSELF... in four hours!” Then Dom left, worrying his thumb with his teeth.

“Good. I never thought he’d leave.” Viggo said.

Sean chuckled, “Oh really?” Viggo locked eyes with him. They both knew how they really wanted to punish their little dishy Elf.
Sean grabbed a better hold on Orlando and Viggo slid his hands upwards on Orlando’s thighs to cradle his hipbones. They didn’t even notice that Orlando wasn’t struggling to get free. Viggo’s eyes dilated when Orlando’s cock hardened.

“Do you want this, Orlando?”

Orlando’s ears were roaring from the blood rush that had drowned out coherent thought and feel the second the door slammed when Dom left. He focused on Viggo’s hands so close to his erection he was ready to burst.

“F-f-f...” His voice was feeble. The sensation of Viggo’s fingers ghosting right beside his throbbing need was too much. So close, he felt the heat. Blowing out air, he decided Viggo would probably let the tease go on forever having him writhe and beg. Fine! However, fortunately he knew his own body better and concentrated on images that usually completely turned him off. He prayed it would work and closed his eyes. Shortly after, his erection softened and the surprise on their faces was priceless.

“Give!” he whispered triumphantly.

Viggo tsked, “Nah - don’t think that’s even likely, and why pray tell? Because your hard on disappeared?”

“Because I made it disappear. I can control it. Your turn to give.”

Sean smiled and lifted his eyebrow. It was kind of notable, but as Viggo said, they weren’t going to give yet. He gave Viggo a nod. Viggo took Orlando’s soft member in his mouth and skilfully began to break down Orlando’s impressive body control.

Discretely, Sean let go of Orlando’s wrists. Even Orlando’s brain couldn’t focus on two things at the same time. Sean undressed quickly and then grabbed Orlando’s wrists. The reflexive jump told him that Orlando only then realised that he’d been free for an amount of time unknown to him. His eyes widened when he discovered Sean’s nakedness. With a wet pop Viggo let go of his cock and undressed as well.

“Must match the dress code of the party.” Viggo smiled and returned to duty.

Orlando felt himself panting. /Fuck! Body control, come on!/ He had begun sweating again. Somehow, he hadn’t calculated on the humans to undress, but knowing what the outcome probably would be, he could have saved himself the trouble. They were in fact going to sexually ‘mutilate’ him. The shear thought of it... /Shit-shit-shit-shit.../ He was losing big time here again. There... oh no... ohh... fuck... His cock swelled in Viggo’s mouth. The sensations... the blood... gasping... writhing... moaning... begging. The turn-off pictures in his head were defeated by images of intense erotic webbing that swept him away in exquisite pleasure.

“Ohh... Vig... yes... pl...” /Fuck no, I’m not begging!/ Orlando’s hips gyrated. His fingers alternately convulsed and softened trying to reach Sean’s hands.

Sean slid his hands from Orlando’s wrists and grabbed the Elf’s. Viggo let go of Orlando’s cock and just watched the magnificent sight of the young man in their arms.

“You’re so beautiful, Orlando,” Viggo suddenly said. “Such a beautiful sight.” He caressed Orlando’s taut stomach, nipples, throat and moist lips. Orlando breathed heavily. His aggressive cock crimson and wanton.

Viggo bent to end his suffering, and Orlando ejaculated into Viggo’s mouth not knowing if he’d lost the game or what. He didn’t care either as the release was wonderful. Afterwards, he just lay dizzy and let the humans caress his skin everywhere. The tease starting all over again.

Sean lowered his face and surprised Orlando with a soft lick on his lips. Orlando responded, lifted his hands, and grabbed Sean’s head to pull him closer. He suddenly felt Viggo’s thumb pressing against his hole. This time he didn’t flinch. He relaxed and felt the slick penetration immediately. The sensation was strange, hurting a bit but it was also arousing. So much sensation around the tight ring muscle it increased the dizziness. He moaned inside Sean’s mouth.

“More...” and then barely audible, “...please...”

Now, that Orlando FINALLY had begged to be fucked, meant that this current game was actually won by the humans, but they were so caught up in passion that they absolutely weren’t going to claim it and miss a much better prize such as this?

Viggo let his thumb in and out in tiny thrusts. Orlando tried to push against it to increase the feeling of it. Retreated his thumb, Viggo added two fingers. Stretching. Thrusting. Adding more lube, he inserted a third finger.

Orlando shuddered inside Sean’s mouth. It still hurt a bit but lessened at some point and then he mumbled his need concentrating on his fellow Brit.

Sean let go of his lips, “What?”

“I need you, Beanie!”

Sean looked at Viggo who shrugged, “Be my guest.” Pulling out, Viggo shifted position with Sean.

Sean kissed Orlando’s inner thigh, licking his way to his navel. Then down his treasure trail, along the re-engorged cock. He gathered the sack, and lifted Orlando’s hips for better access. Slowly, he penetrated him with his tongue and Orlando responded immediately.

“Fuck, Beanie. Get on with it!” He couldn’t take it much longer. Viggo claimed his mouth and Sean retreated biting his lip. This was a big thing. Deflowering the Elf.

/Ok... let’s go then./ Sean slickened himself and pushed inside Orlando’s body.

Orlando shook free of Viggo’s kiss and his eyes shot wide open. The feeling of being filled increasingly was choking him. It felt like Sean went on forever. He writhed and tried to pull back. The stretch of his inner passage now very uncomfortable. Why didn’t Sean realize Orlando was too small? At the same time, it felt unbelievably sensational. He never wanted the feeling of penetration to stop.

Viggo murmured close to his ear, “No way back now!” Then he pushed Orlando upwards and held him till Sean had manoeuvred. Then he arranged him on Sean’s lap.

Very slowly, Sean thrust deeper. Orlando whimpered not knowing if he wanted this to continue or stop.

“Du har intet at frygte, lille skat.” Viggo mumbled massaging his back. (transl. “You have nothing to fear, sweetheart.”)

A loud moan of mixed pain and pleasure escaped Orlando’s lips when Sean had finally buried himself to the hilt. Viggo put his hands under Orlando’s cheeks to ease the weight, giving Sean’s thrusting more power. Watching such, beauty entwined was so right. Immaculate.

The thrusts Sean delivered now made a difference inside. The ripple of waves now over flooding the young Elf’s senses. The unbearable, all consuming, mind paralysing, skin-tight, satisfying stretch of muscle walls lessened and Orlando relaxed. Swimming along, he let go of everything. Responsive to Sean’s every move. Apparently, he had the perfect size for Sean’s cock.

Orlando’s voice was failing. He desperately wanted to voice how much his body enjoyed Sean inside him. Oh, had he known this was his punishment he’d never... Ooh... His brain was melting. Images of Sean’s face. Viggo’s eyes when he said he was beautiful. Emotions hardly bearable to contain inside spiralled from his groin to his brain. Everything was white - Unknowing white. Just feel. Don’t think. Just. Stop. Time.

Absentmindedly, Orlando opened his eyes. He didn’t really see or hear anything. Not all of his senses had come back to him as he descended the best orgasm of his life. He felt Sean shaking as he grabbed Orlando’s hips harder to thrust. He came hard too. Orlando embraced him. Crushed him. He felt Sean slip out and spread his thighs. Orlando’s thighs spread automatically as well. His cheeks opened slightly in the process. Seed dripped from his still clenching hole in small spasms. Sean kissed him passionately responding the embrace.

“Ready?” Viggo whispered.

Then Orlando felt Viggo penetrate him from behind. Caught off guard, Orlando jerked, and pushed free of Sean who buried his mouth in the crook of his neck. He instantly felt Viggo pull him tight. The both of them were on their knees. Viggo quickly took up where Sean had left and soon Orlando was once again riding high on the waves of intense pleasure. He lifted his arms and reached behind Viggo’s neck. Sean ground his pelvis against Orlando’s, coaxing them into hardness sliding in Elven seed.

Orlando was close to faint of exhaustion but Viggo’s cock felt so different from Sean’s. There was a constant nudging of something insanely incredible. He moaned softly with every thrust. The insides behind his pubic bone felt like fire. Sean rubbed him from the outside and much too fast he came along with Sean gasping Viggo’s name. Viggo held him to stay put on his knees. He endured several more thrusts when he opened his eyes and turned his head. He locked eyes with Viggo. Viggo’s hand reached up and touched his lips as he bucked and came inside Orlando’s delicious sheath. Then he let go of the Brit, pulled out, and fell back on the carpet. His knees were complete sore from carpet burns and shaking from too much restraint. He panted heavily and grinned happy and sated.

Recapturing Orlando back on his lap, Sean gently ran his hands down his back, kissing him softly as he delved a couple of fingers in his hole; teasing the shocked nerve endings of the clenching ring muscle.

“You realize we won, don’t you?” he whispered into Orlando’s delicate ear shell knowing he would provoke Orlando and waited for his reply literally counting down from ‘three’.

Orlando didn’t disappoint him, “And you just happened to find it convenient telling me AFTER you fucked my brains out?”

Sean nodded innocently.

Underneath the anger, hurt lurked, “So... what am I to you? A fucking slut? You do realize I just gave my fucking virginity to you two fuckers.” He got up on shaky legs.

Viggo came over and embraced him from behind before Orlando got too worked up, “No, we never thought of you as a slut. You’re a special little Elf. So passionate. We’ve wanted you for so long. We are so honoured. We seriously mean that.”

Orlando’s mouth was a big O, “This was a... set up?”

Sean smiled, “No. You trashed Vig’s trailer all right, remember?”

Silence in almost one minute.

With a strange smile on his lip, Orlando disentangled himself. This was too much for some reason, though he was glad to hear them say it. Then another problem suddenly became urgent. Within a few minutes, he’d have to succumb to throwing up. His back was practically throbbing in pain and he had to take pills. Didn’t want them to know, never wanted them to know. His lower region was numb from fucking.

“Please leave right away.”

Viggo glanced at Sean and nodded. They rose and began dressing. They could shower back in their own rooms. Sean eyed Orlando carefully. He had to make sure the boy was ok with what had just happened. He studied him for a while as he waited for Viggo to finish dressing. Orlando’s face seemed flushed from the many orgasms, mouth bruised, emotionless. Straight. Then a breath escaped the tender sore lips, “Get the fuck out!”

A few hours later, the participants of the night were all assembled on set. Viggo watched the beautiful Elf. He was an amazing sight. He never tired of thinking this because it was a fact. Suddenly, Legolas turned, hair flowing softly to still once again. His blue eyes piercing as he sought Viggo’s. A little smile tugged in the corner of his mouth. Sweet dimples flashed before the smile died as the Elf looked away.

A little Hobbit came up to him. They spoke secretively. Viggo guessed information was shared whether or not the humans had treated the Elf all right. Then the Hobbit looked over his shoulders. His grey eyes were sparkling with mischief. Viggo lifted an eyebrow and grinned.

Legolas turned his gaze back at Viggo and came towards him. The man got breathless for a second as he noticed the seductive glint in the bluer than blue eyes; pink tongue licking lips. Viggo gasped practically mesmerized, believing Orlando actually *was* inside this creature was surreal. Usually, Viggo saw Orlando behind the sparkling eyes of Legolas. However, right now he couldn’t tell the difference between Orlando and this new side of the assassin Elf. Nevertheless, the confusing impact the no longer virginal Mirkwood Prince had on Viggo right now blew him away. Then the ethereal Elf stood beside him, bent a finger, and Viggo lowered his head towards the tempting whispering mouth.

“You can have my body anytime you want, Viggo.” He looked deeply into Viggo’s dilated blue irises. “Just you.”

Viggo blinked. “Yours... or Legolas’?” The smile widened making the Elf impossibly more beautiful. Closing in, he nudged Viggo’s ear with his nose. Legolas’ honey baritone voice was dripping with want as he transferred soft puffs, “Viggo... I want you to come inside me again.”

Viggo smiled and cleared his voice, “Um... Right about now or would later be more convenient?”

The Elf licked his ear shell and Viggo actually giggled. Legolas laughed out loud.

“Fuck Orlando, you just ruined the moment.”

“What - you actually thought Legolas would shag your sorry old arse, Aragorn?”

Viggo smirked and grabbed Orlando’s wrist as he tried to get away. He pulled the boy close ignoring the nosy glances from people around and kissed the pale lips presented right in front of his. Orlando frowned and tried harder to get away. Viggo let his hands roam down the boy’s back to thoroughly embrace him flush against his own body letting the young Brit feel his hard on. The young man suddenly relaxed and almost sagged in his arms.

Finally, Viggo let go of the lush, yet not so pale mouth anymore. Orlando’s eyes were glowing and his cheeks prettily tinted. Some colleagues applauded but Viggo could see in the young man’s eyes that he didn’t hear it. He only focused on Viggo.

At last, Orlando got his tongue back feeling almost vertigo concentrating on holding on to Viggo. “Fuck...”

“Fuck?” Viggo replied.

“Yeah... Fuck,” Orlando grinned. He bent his head slightly and kissed Viggo lightly on the lips. Then he slid his arms around the Dane’s neck and kissed him back with the same intensity as Viggo had kissed him before.

“Get a room,” he heard someone say, but he didn’t care. He was tingling all over his body. Someone he cared about a lot had taken their friendship to a different emotional level. It was intimidating but somehow, he was sure he would regret not exploring this to the fullest. The sensation of Viggo’s hard cock pressed against his thigh was so erotic. He longed to feel that cock inside of him again.

“When, Viggo? When? I can hardly wait to have you fuck me like that again, man.”

Viggo gasped hearing the young man speak like that. He fought hard not to come here and now. His cock was raging hard and just one stroke would result in him exploding. So gently, he freed himself and smiled. “I definitely have a problem to take care of. Come to my trailer right after we finish today, and we’ll have a good time. OK?”

Orlando just nodded breathlessly wondering where he could go to fix same problem.

As soon as Orlando finished for the day, he went to Viggo’s trailer. Nobody answered so he went straight inside. No Viggo. He whimpered in need. He was so horny. He sat on the couch and nervously began undressing. What if Viggo was delayed? What if he didn’t want him? Maybe it was a mistake? Maybe Orlando expected too much? He had undressed and sat naked on the edge of the couch.

Suddenly, Viggo entered the trailer and the sight of the naked boy had the blood rush to his cock again.

“I doubt you have any idea what this sight is doing to me,” he mumbled and went to pull Orlando into his embrace. They kissed eagerly and Viggo got naked very fast. Orlando leaned back on the couch with Viggo quickly settling between his legs. He locked his legs behind Viggo’s back and felt the man’s cock head nudge his hole.

“Yeah...that’s it. Fuck me Viggo. Fuck me hard and don’t stop until I faint.”

“Cool down, Orlando. Getting fucked hard only feels good if we go slowly at first. Didn’t you notice that yesterday?”

Orlando laughed shakily, “I noticed nothing until you both fucked me nice and good. GODS! I need you so bad. I’ve never been so horny in my entire life. I WANT TO BE FUCKED!”

Viggo panted. It was so hard to resist Orlando and just plunge right into the inviting little hole. However, he would damage the delicate tissue and instantly kill Orlando’s passion in a second if he stretched him too fast.

Smiling, he began preparing Orlando using dollop upon dollop of lube. His fingers stretched his young lover’s socket lovingly and erotically in the process.

Orlando panted softly during Viggo’s ministrations. He loved it so much. Thrilling sensations coursed his body all the time leaving his cock leaking in need on his stomach. His fingers slid across his chest finding erect nipples; over sensitive with need. He moaned pinching and caressing the nubs, which sent pleasurable shudders pooling in his cock adding the pressure deliciously more and more.

“Ahhhh...” he cried bucking his hips, “PLEASE, Viggo for fuck’s sake. I can’t stand it any longer. You make me feel so good.”

Viggo pushed his cock inside a bit. Orlando’s throat muscles were close to convulsing as he bent his head backwards moaning.

Viggo swallowed. Never in his entire life had he had a lover like Orlando. So responsive. So wanton. So utterly adorable. He pushed inside a bit more, eliciting the same reaction. Orlando’s hips shut upwards, instantaneously seeking contact.

“You’re so gorgeous. You’re fantastic.”

“Viggo... Please... You’ve got to fuck me. I’m going insane here.”

Viggo sank a bit deeper yet and began thrusting inside the hot silken channel. His eyes rolled back in his scull in deep satisfying pleasure. Oh, it was a long time ago since he had felt this good. Hearing how Orlando responded verbally, more or less had him come. The boy was close to weeping in pleasure and gratitude, finally to be filled and stretched.

“Oh, I can’t believe this can feel so good. I’m so hot for you, Viggo. I’m so hot...” Orlando moaned pulling his legs closer on Viggo’s back to gain more contact. To enchant Viggo’s cock deeper. “Now fuck me hard,” he demanded with glazed eyes licking his lower lip in anticipation.

Viggo smiled and withdrew to Orlando’s horrified scream.

“Turn around on all four, and you’ll see the same stars behind your eyes as yesterday.”

Orlando quickly did as Viggo suggested and shakily, he hissed as Viggo entered him. Compared to before it hurt differently, but as soon as Viggo began thrusting, he gasped surprised. He thought he remembered how it had felt yesterday, but he didn’t. Being taken from behind was once more mind-blowing. His body shook as he felt the burning hot fires behind his pubic bone anew. He panted not being able to accommodate the sensations caused by the nudging of Viggo’s cock. He pushed back slightly, but it only made Viggo go slower.

“C’mon. Take me deeper, Viggo.”

“No. I don’t know how far you can take me, Orli. Let’s just do this the good way. Don’t thrust back.”

“But I want all of you. Like yesterday.”

“No, love. You didn’t get all of me yesterday. You don’t today either. Some other time perhaps,” Viggo smiled at his eager lover grabbing his lean hips readying himself for some serious fucking.

He sped up leaving the poor lad panting; resting on his cheek and forearms in the end. Viggo made sure Orlando wasn’t having one moment of rest and the constant onslaught of his prostate gland ultimately had the young man so hard Viggo squeezed his cock at the root.

“NO! Don’t prevent me from coming. Oh... Oh... please let me come. Please!” Orlando pleaded.

“I want to come with you. Just a sec...” Viggo panted.

“Right...” Relieved Viggo wasn’t teasing, the beautiful face underneath the Dane turned upwards and received a quick kiss before closing tired burning eyes in concentration.

When Viggo released Orlando to his high, he had the pleasure of coming close to the instant when Orlando’s inner muscles clamped hard on his cock, milking him towards glorious bliss.

Orlando just lay gasping. He needed some time to gain back his senses. He was exhausted beyond words and at the same time so filled and satisfied. When Viggo slipped out, he turned around and made himself comfortable on his back. They interlaced their fingers above Orlando’s head, kissing each other languidly on the lips.

“Thanks...Aragorn. This was an unexpected call.”

“Yeah well, Elf boy dear. Aragorn has had the hots for you for a while. Just needed an excuse to get into your knickers.”

Orlando smiled, “I’m going to sleep now. I’m so wasted. I’m freezing.”

Viggo kissed the soft damp skin on Orlando’s neck as the young man drifted asleep. He quickly showered before fetching a lukewarm terry washcloth and went back to start cleaning Orlando’s body free of fluids. He then kissed his body everywhere, loving the smooth olive flavour with his tongue before he had so succumb to sleep himself. He snuggled close to Orlando, smiling content and sent a warm hearted thanks to Sean for helping him making Orlando see how good they would be for each other.

End of tale 11th of February 2004.

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