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Chapter 2

Pippin woke with a start at a loud whooing sound. He shot up and looked at the large owl balancing on the rail of the balcony. It stared at him with is cold dark glassy eyes.

"Oh. Hello. You startled me, you know?" He told the bird.

"You shouldn't be talking to strange things!" Came a familiar deep booming voice.

Pippin look up into the sky and there he saw the eerie glowing eye. He gasped loudly with fear as his eyes widened. He felt a heavy weight on his arms. He looked at them but they were not at each side of him. They were strung up and tide up together with chains at the wrists. He was on a cold dark wall with his wrists and ankles bound to the wall. He was again naked. He knew it was a dream. But it felt so real to him. "W-what do you want!?" He asked the eye.

The eye chuckled, "I want what you want!"

"I-I want you to go away!" Pippin yelled at it with fear and anger coating his tone.

A roaring laughter that sounded like thunder sounded, "I want what you want! Except that! I want what you really want! Your deepest, darkest, desires!"

Pippin swallowed loudly as he thought about Gandalf.

"Yes! Gandalf! You want him!" The eye said

"So? I want him, so what? I know I can't have him!" Pippin told the eye.

"Not in reality!" The eye said tauntingly. "In the land of dreams, you can have him!"

Pippin glared at the eye. Gandalf walked up to the hobbit from the darkness corner of the room. Pippin's eyes moved from the eye to Gandalf. His lips parted as they stared at each other. "No, this isn't real!"

"Whether or not it is reality, is irrelevant! The one you want is before you! Why do you put up such resistance? Why not give in to your urges?" The eye asked.

"Because! I may want him! But, I want him in reality! I want the real Gandalf!" Pippin yelled at the eye.

"But if you cannot have him in reality, why not have the next best thing? Have him here!" The eye tried to persuade him.

Pippin's eyes widened as the dream Gandalf walked up closer to him. He looked away, he couldn't look at the dream Gandalf. Dream Gandalf showed no emotion, no hint of the man that he wanted. He was almost like a doll version of Gandalf. Pippin did want Gandalf but not like this. Not an empty shell of the man that he wanted. Pippin wanted this dream to end. He wanted someone or something to stop this dream or to save him. But although he wanted that he knew deep down he wanted Gandalf more. Even a shell version of the man was good enough to help quench the thirst for him. He closed his eyes and let the dream Gandalf have him as the eye's booming laughter thundered around them.

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Gandalf woke up a couple of hours after he had fallen asleep to the sounds of Pippin's whimpers and pants. He looked over at the hobbit but saw only darkness. Sighing he got up and walked over to the small hobbit. Pippin squirmed and trembled.

Pippin had thrown the covers off of him and he had his legs shoulder with apart and his wrists pressed together up above his head. His back arched up pushing his chest out and his head craned back revealing the soft supple skin of his neck. His mouth was open and soft pants, along with moans, and whimpers escaped from him.

Pippin's shirt had risen up during the night to revile a slightly toned abdominal. As he arched up more the shirt slid up to revile more of his chest. The skin looked toned but soft and supple. Gandalf's finger tips lightly touched Pippin's abdominal region. The skin was soft, as soft as warm silk.

Gandalf's finger tips slid upward slowly as a soft moan escaped from the hobbit. Gandalf decided he liked that sound. As well as the soft flesh. "Uh... Gandalf..."

Gandalf's eyes shot to Pippin's still closed ones. Confusion then realization shown on Gandalf's face. Confusion, because Pippin was still asleep. Realization, because he remembered Pippin having a very erotic dream about him earlier that evening.

Gandalf thought the dream just a one off but obviously the little hobbit dreamed of him often. He wondered if it was the same dream or a different one. Curiosity got the better of him as he magically entered Pippin's dream.

Pippin was chained up against a stone wall in a similar room as they set camp in. Like the dream before there was a double of Gandalf. Pippin was splayed out on the wall in a similar fashion as his sleeping form. Except one of his legs was thrown over the doubles shoulder and his hole had two of the doubles fingers up inside of him. The double was also sucking generously on the hobbits little prick.

Pippin gasped, moaned, grunted, whimpered and panted. He squirmed, twitched, trembled, shook, and wiggled from the stimulation.

Pippin squealed as the double plunged yet another finger into Pippin's greedy hole. Sweat slid down Pippin's body as he moaned loudly with ecstasy as the double thrust his fingers in and out of Pippin's hole like a piston. The doubles head bobbed slightly.

Suddenly, Pippin's body started to convulse as the doubles head stopped. Gandalf realized that the double was sucking on both Pippin's prick and testicular region, sucking it in like a human vacuum cleaner. At the same time the doubles fingers thrust almost violently up into Pippin's hole.

"Oh! Oh, God! Gandalf! Uh! Gah-Gandalf! OhGod! Ooh, God! Nah-AH! God...please...Gandalf..." Pippin moaned writhing in ecstasy. Pippin chanted Gandalf's name over and over. It made the real Gandalf become ridged as he watched his double fuck Pippin into madness. It made Gandalf jealous that his double was doing that to Pippin and not the real Gandalf.

Gandalf thought about the little hobbit. How he wished he was the one to make him moan. How he would not only fuck him with his fingers but with his cock as well. How he would taste every last inch of the small hobbit. How Gandalf would pleasure him till Pippin succumbed to exhaustion.

Gandalf realized that he too wanted Pippin. But would Pippin want him in reality? He wondered as he exited the dream. He looked down at the sleeping hobbit. You wouldn't know that he was being dream fucked as he slept just by looking at him. He looked as if he had a back cramp and he was trying to get rid of it through the haze of sleep.

Pippin moaned and trembled slightly in his sleep. His lips quivered. And Gandalf knew he definitely wanted to kiss those small sweet lips. He covered up the hobbit and went back to his own makeshift bed. He thought about Pippin till sleep sucked him in yet again.

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