Author's Notes:
What did Gimli do to entertain himself? Will he ever get any? Find out now
:)
I had to include the 'Charles' character because; a) Someone needs to sleep
with Gimli, b) the real-life Charles is short enough to be mistaken for a
Dwarf, and c) Charles hasn't written anything yet, so this is her
punishment :)
On with the story!
As Aragorn's muscular form disappeared into the night, Gimli sighed to himself – annoyed that, once again, he had been left out of the lovin'.
'I need someone who will love me, and only me...' He thought bitterly, assuming that it was his height that scared away everyone. No one had told him, but it was actually Gimli's stale breath that ruined his chances of getting laid.
By some sheer coincidence – the kind that happens when an author needs another story plot – Gimli noticed a beautiful dwarf woman making her way towards him. He shook his head in wonder.
"Are you a Dwarf, young maiden?" He called out, hoping that his luck was about to change.
"I am. My name is Charles, only child of Frank Dwarf of the Rock. Who are you?" The light-haired woman stepped forward, revealing her astoundingly manly features to Gimli. He didn't mind, though, as lately men had been getting him in the mood more.
"My name is Gimli, son of Glüin of the Lonely Mountain." He took a deep breath, hoping his rather long name would impress the lady dwarf even more. "What's a pretty thing like you doing wandering alone in these dark parts? I take it you didn't bump into an army of Orcs on your travels?" Gimli rumbled out, hoping his seductive voice would charm the pretty dwarf.
"Gimli, I'm pleased to make your acquaintance. And, no, I neglected to see the army – although screams could be heard across the land." Charles stepped forward, brushing her hairy hand over Gimli's similarly bushy arm. "Do you mind if we skip the drink, and go straight to bed?" She whispered, her deep voice vibrating through the ground and into Gimli's core.
"I was trying to be a gentleman." Gimli replied, thrilled at Charles' forwardness. "But if you'd rather just whistle my chimney right now, I won't say no."
Charles smiled, her beard crinkling at the base. "I was hoping you'd say that."
Gimli was shocked, but not disappointed, when Charles ripped her trousers off only to reveal a throbbing staff. Its sheer size had Gimli on his knees, bending forward and resting on his hands. Everything made sense now, Gimli realised – Charles' deep voice, impressive beard, and muscular body... Charles was a male Dwarf.
"What would you like me to do with it?" Charles asked, moving forward and pressing his pulsating phallus against Gimli's aching buttocks.
"You know what I need." Gimli growled out, enjoying the excruciating torture that Charles provided. "I need that-"Gimli pointed to the love- muscle, "-inside of me. Now."
At long last, it was Gimli who finally got laid. He returned the favour to Charles sixteen times, and by the time the other dwarf left he could no longer walk. As Gimli sat in front of the fire, and feasted on a snail he had caught, he thought about Charles and their night of gay passion.
Gimli smiled, and lit a cigarette.
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On with the story!
As Aragorn's muscular form disappeared into the night, Gimli sighed to himself – annoyed that, once again, he had been left out of the lovin'.
'I need someone who will love me, and only me...' He thought bitterly, assuming that it was his height that scared away everyone. No one had told him, but it was actually Gimli's stale breath that ruined his chances of getting laid.
By some sheer coincidence – the kind that happens when an author needs another story plot – Gimli noticed a beautiful dwarf woman making her way towards him. He shook his head in wonder.
"Are you a Dwarf, young maiden?" He called out, hoping that his luck was about to change.
"I am. My name is Charles, only child of Frank Dwarf of the Rock. Who are you?" The light-haired woman stepped forward, revealing her astoundingly manly features to Gimli. He didn't mind, though, as lately men had been getting him in the mood more.
"My name is Gimli, son of Glüin of the Lonely Mountain." He took a deep breath, hoping his rather long name would impress the lady dwarf even more. "What's a pretty thing like you doing wandering alone in these dark parts? I take it you didn't bump into an army of Orcs on your travels?" Gimli rumbled out, hoping his seductive voice would charm the pretty dwarf.
"Gimli, I'm pleased to make your acquaintance. And, no, I neglected to see the army – although screams could be heard across the land." Charles stepped forward, brushing her hairy hand over Gimli's similarly bushy arm. "Do you mind if we skip the drink, and go straight to bed?" She whispered, her deep voice vibrating through the ground and into Gimli's core.
"I was trying to be a gentleman." Gimli replied, thrilled at Charles' forwardness. "But if you'd rather just whistle my chimney right now, I won't say no."
Charles smiled, her beard crinkling at the base. "I was hoping you'd say that."
Gimli was shocked, but not disappointed, when Charles ripped her trousers off only to reveal a throbbing staff. Its sheer size had Gimli on his knees, bending forward and resting on his hands. Everything made sense now, Gimli realised – Charles' deep voice, impressive beard, and muscular body... Charles was a male Dwarf.
"What would you like me to do with it?" Charles asked, moving forward and pressing his pulsating phallus against Gimli's aching buttocks.
"You know what I need." Gimli growled out, enjoying the excruciating torture that Charles provided. "I need that-"Gimli pointed to the love- muscle, "-inside of me. Now."
At long last, it was Gimli who finally got laid. He returned the favour to Charles sixteen times, and by the time the other dwarf left he could no longer walk. As Gimli sat in front of the fire, and feasted on a snail he had caught, he thought about Charles and their night of gay passion.
Gimli smiled, and lit a cigarette.
Author's Notes-Please Review we love to see if our "Poetic Novel" is any good!
