SAY, by Pooki Ze Great
Pairing: M/P
Warning: (For all the gay incest hobbit porn-hating people out there) This is gay incest hobbit porn... and so if you don't like gay incest hobbit porn, you really shouldn't keep reading. go look at elf porn or something.
Feedback: Sure, but no flames, or I will bite you really really hard. Be afraid... be sort of afraid.
Disclaimer: If I owned LOTR & its characters, Merry, Pippin and Frodo would be up in my room with me right now, and I would be doing something far more enjoyable than writing this (fun as this is). In other words... I DON'T!
Summary: So we all know that Merry and Estella Bolger were wed, right? But who ever said he wanted to?
Rating: I dunno, R? Well how about this, if you know the differences between little boys and little girls, and how babies come about, then I'm pretty sure you're okay to read this.
Genre: Romance/Angst/Tragedy (as fair warning for you all, by the end it will not be a happy ending.)
A/N: This got inspired by the way I wrote a story I'm doing on ff.net right now called 'The Brilliant Dance', where I find a song which makes me think of something, and put a quote from it at the beginning of each chapter. SO yes, here you go. Oh yeah, it's my first time writing gay incest hobbit porn so, uhhh, gimmie a break if it sucks ass. I mean, dudes, I'm a friggin virgin, if something is wrong with the way something works, then just tell me, I wouldn't know.. Poor me. Erlack, well here's the story, chapter one.
Another A/N: I know most of this doesn't really make sense, with living and Frodo and ARGH too many things, but I don't care, this are just my ramblings.
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"Gone are the days when I was young and free, the future I can see. Gone are the days of precious love relied on, and leaned on. So many days of sleepless nights by your side, and why oh why? I never thought it would be like this: My first love, the last time." -The Corrs, 'Say'
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Frodo sighed. Merry had just changed his mind for the fifth time about what color plates he wanted.
"Or how about a nice sort of sky blue, Frodo? What d'you think?"
Frodo shrugged, knowing there was no use in talking.
"You're right, the green is much bette-" Merry was cut off by a cold voice from the hallway.
"You know what I think? I think you sound like a bleedin' lass, goin' on about this stupid wedding." Merry spun around in the chair to see his cousin & best friend Pippin glaring at him, green eyes flaming with a cold fire.
His brow furrowed, something must be wrong. "Pip. are you alright?"
Pippin blinked and stayed in the shadow of the doorway, knowing if he stepped into the light his cousins would see his eyes, full of tears. Amazingly, he managed to keep his voice steady and scathing when he replied. "I'm alright, it's you who's all buggered up in the head. Goin' on like that about your dumb wedding, you're being more dim about this whole bit than Estella, and that's saying a lot." Pippin observed the look of anguish he had caused his cousin with his cutting remarks and couldn't take it anymore. He ran off to his room and locked the door; burying his face in the pillows, he cried silently for hours until he was asleep. It wasn't his fault, stupid Merry...
But no, Merry wasn't stupid, he was smart and lovely, and funny, and everything about him was just so horribly right.
The truth was, Pippin didn't want Merry to have any lasses... He wanted Merry to have him.
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Frodo looked at Merry's face worriedly, watching his cousin stare at the spot where a few short seconds ago Pip had stood.
Frodo silently cursed the young Took, not only for upsetting poor Merry, so unaware of the feelings Pip had for him, but also because Pip might have given himself away this time.
Yes, Frodo had known of Pip's feelings for Merry for a few years now. One night, when he supposed Pip must've had a bit too much to drink, he sat Frodo down and told him that for months he had been thinking of Merry in much more than just a friendly way. Frodo had been slightly surprised, but not really. Pippin was, after all, a Took.
When Pip discovered what he had told Frodo about while inebriated, he was terrified, but Frodo knew enough to keep it secret.
Both of them had waited, hoping Merry would also tell Frodo something of that sort, but tat conversation never came about, and when Merry and Estella had told them the news, Pippin was heartbroken.
Frodo noticed that more and more often his young cousin would go out and wander the woods and fields all day, then lock himself in his room all night. Most days Pip didn't even eat 6 meals anymore, and Frodo got continuously more concerned.
'Oh Merry,' he thought, 'when will you ever see?'
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That night, in bed next to his wife-to-be, Meriadoc Brandybuck, future Master of Buckland, had one of the most wonderful, vivid dreams of his life.
**They shared another deep kiss, and Merry caressed his cheek, feeling the smooth, soft skin. His hands glided down his slender body and grasped his back, pulling his cousin's warm naked body closer to his.
**He let his hands move down further and further down till he had one on Pip's cock (A/N I HATE THAT FRIGGIN WORD, SORRY!), and the other toying with his young cousin's sack.
**He himself grew more excited as he felt mor ethan heard Pippin's quickened breathing and slight moan at Merry's roving hands.
**Merry softly kissed the light brown curls on his cousin's head, and gave a slight, surprised yelp of pleasure as Pippin's hands moved down and playfully bit at his nipples.
**He brought Pip's face back up to his and gazed into his eyes, giving a final, chaste kiss before he releas-**
Merry sat up abruptly and awoke with a jolt, causing Estella to turn over and mumble something incoherent in her sleep.
Merry looked at his fiancee and realised how very, very wrong that dream had been.
Pip was his cousin! His male cousin. He had just had the most wonderful dream of his life about his MALE COUSIN!!!
He walked in a daze to the bathroom, mind racing.
Right or wrong, if he didn't... "relieve himself" of the pressure the dream had caused, he'd go mad.
And so it began.
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Like it? Suggestions? Anything? No flames though, if you don't like gay incest hobbit porn well, I warned you, you really shouldn't have read this, now should you?
Pairing: M/P
Warning: (For all the gay incest hobbit porn-hating people out there) This is gay incest hobbit porn... and so if you don't like gay incest hobbit porn, you really shouldn't keep reading. go look at elf porn or something.
Feedback: Sure, but no flames, or I will bite you really really hard. Be afraid... be sort of afraid.
Disclaimer: If I owned LOTR & its characters, Merry, Pippin and Frodo would be up in my room with me right now, and I would be doing something far more enjoyable than writing this (fun as this is). In other words... I DON'T!
Summary: So we all know that Merry and Estella Bolger were wed, right? But who ever said he wanted to?
Rating: I dunno, R? Well how about this, if you know the differences between little boys and little girls, and how babies come about, then I'm pretty sure you're okay to read this.
Genre: Romance/Angst/Tragedy (as fair warning for you all, by the end it will not be a happy ending.)
A/N: This got inspired by the way I wrote a story I'm doing on ff.net right now called 'The Brilliant Dance', where I find a song which makes me think of something, and put a quote from it at the beginning of each chapter. SO yes, here you go. Oh yeah, it's my first time writing gay incest hobbit porn so, uhhh, gimmie a break if it sucks ass. I mean, dudes, I'm a friggin virgin, if something is wrong with the way something works, then just tell me, I wouldn't know.. Poor me. Erlack, well here's the story, chapter one.
Another A/N: I know most of this doesn't really make sense, with living and Frodo and ARGH too many things, but I don't care, this are just my ramblings.
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"Gone are the days when I was young and free, the future I can see. Gone are the days of precious love relied on, and leaned on. So many days of sleepless nights by your side, and why oh why? I never thought it would be like this: My first love, the last time." -The Corrs, 'Say'
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Frodo sighed. Merry had just changed his mind for the fifth time about what color plates he wanted.
"Or how about a nice sort of sky blue, Frodo? What d'you think?"
Frodo shrugged, knowing there was no use in talking.
"You're right, the green is much bette-" Merry was cut off by a cold voice from the hallway.
"You know what I think? I think you sound like a bleedin' lass, goin' on about this stupid wedding." Merry spun around in the chair to see his cousin & best friend Pippin glaring at him, green eyes flaming with a cold fire.
His brow furrowed, something must be wrong. "Pip. are you alright?"
Pippin blinked and stayed in the shadow of the doorway, knowing if he stepped into the light his cousins would see his eyes, full of tears. Amazingly, he managed to keep his voice steady and scathing when he replied. "I'm alright, it's you who's all buggered up in the head. Goin' on like that about your dumb wedding, you're being more dim about this whole bit than Estella, and that's saying a lot." Pippin observed the look of anguish he had caused his cousin with his cutting remarks and couldn't take it anymore. He ran off to his room and locked the door; burying his face in the pillows, he cried silently for hours until he was asleep. It wasn't his fault, stupid Merry...
But no, Merry wasn't stupid, he was smart and lovely, and funny, and everything about him was just so horribly right.
The truth was, Pippin didn't want Merry to have any lasses... He wanted Merry to have him.
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Frodo looked at Merry's face worriedly, watching his cousin stare at the spot where a few short seconds ago Pip had stood.
Frodo silently cursed the young Took, not only for upsetting poor Merry, so unaware of the feelings Pip had for him, but also because Pip might have given himself away this time.
Yes, Frodo had known of Pip's feelings for Merry for a few years now. One night, when he supposed Pip must've had a bit too much to drink, he sat Frodo down and told him that for months he had been thinking of Merry in much more than just a friendly way. Frodo had been slightly surprised, but not really. Pippin was, after all, a Took.
When Pip discovered what he had told Frodo about while inebriated, he was terrified, but Frodo knew enough to keep it secret.
Both of them had waited, hoping Merry would also tell Frodo something of that sort, but tat conversation never came about, and when Merry and Estella had told them the news, Pippin was heartbroken.
Frodo noticed that more and more often his young cousin would go out and wander the woods and fields all day, then lock himself in his room all night. Most days Pip didn't even eat 6 meals anymore, and Frodo got continuously more concerned.
'Oh Merry,' he thought, 'when will you ever see?'
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
That night, in bed next to his wife-to-be, Meriadoc Brandybuck, future Master of Buckland, had one of the most wonderful, vivid dreams of his life.
**They shared another deep kiss, and Merry caressed his cheek, feeling the smooth, soft skin. His hands glided down his slender body and grasped his back, pulling his cousin's warm naked body closer to his.
**He let his hands move down further and further down till he had one on Pip's cock (A/N I HATE THAT FRIGGIN WORD, SORRY!), and the other toying with his young cousin's sack.
**He himself grew more excited as he felt mor ethan heard Pippin's quickened breathing and slight moan at Merry's roving hands.
**Merry softly kissed the light brown curls on his cousin's head, and gave a slight, surprised yelp of pleasure as Pippin's hands moved down and playfully bit at his nipples.
**He brought Pip's face back up to his and gazed into his eyes, giving a final, chaste kiss before he releas-**
Merry sat up abruptly and awoke with a jolt, causing Estella to turn over and mumble something incoherent in her sleep.
Merry looked at his fiancee and realised how very, very wrong that dream had been.
Pip was his cousin! His male cousin. He had just had the most wonderful dream of his life about his MALE COUSIN!!!
He walked in a daze to the bathroom, mind racing.
Right or wrong, if he didn't... "relieve himself" of the pressure the dream had caused, he'd go mad.
And so it began.
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Like it? Suggestions? Anything? No flames though, if you don't like gay incest hobbit porn well, I warned you, you really shouldn't have read this, now should you?
