Fan Fiction Friday: Harry Potter, Legolas and Aragorn in “The Choice of Fellowship”

I don’t really need to explain anything here, do I? I mean, the title pretty much says it all.

“Checkmate,” Legolas declared, moving his queen to corner Harry’s king.

Harry examined the board, frowned, and leaned back in his chair with a sigh.

“You win again,” the green-eyed Elf conceded. “I lasted a bit longer that time, though.”

Legolas smiled at him warmly.

“You are improving,” he acknowledged.

Harry smiled back at him, pushing his chair back and standing to leave.

“Same time tomorrow?” he asked the prince.

“Yes, I would like that very much,” Legolas answered, showing Lord Elrond’s youngest child the door.

His breath caught at the brilliant smile he got in return, and Legolas was left staring at Harry’s retreating backside.

And no, I have no idea what the fuck Harry is doing in Middle-Earth other than getting ready to have the hell fucked out of him.

Perhaps he should think of Harry as his brother, but the green-eyed Elf
had been away with Arwen in Lorien for most of Aragorn’s childhood.

So all Aragorn could think about was how beautiful Harry was when he
smiled, and just how much he wanted to capture those full lips in a
kiss.

“Are you frightened?” Harry asked after a long comfortable silence.

“Frightened?” Aragorn stated curiously.

“Of what you will encounter upon your quest. It will be very dangerous,” the green-eyed Elf pronounced seriously.

“It will be worth it to keep Middle-Earth safe,” Aragorn responded.
“And I will have Legolas by my side. We shall look after one another.”

Harry turned upon his side to study the tall Man thoroughly.

“You are both very brave,” he complimented. “I know you will succeed,
but I shall pray to the Valar for your safety nevertheless.”

“I will miss you,” Aragorn admitted.

“And I you. But we have time yet until the Fellowship departs,” Harry responded, before cuddling close for warmth.

Aragorn ran a calloused hand through that long, silky hair, and debated telling this beautiful Elf of his feelings.

But he decided to leave it for another time and just enjoy their closeness while it lasted.

The epic journey into Harry’s ass continues after the jump.

“May I speak to you both privately?” Harry questioned nervously after dinner.

Legolas and Aragorn nodded seriously, glad the nerve-wracking wait was over.

The three once again slipped into Aragorn’s chambers, and Harry turned to face the other two.

“You are going to be leaving soon,” he stated seriously. “And I…none of
us know if either of you will return safely. I do not want to cause
strife between you by choosing one or the other while you are embarking
on a dangerous quest together.”

Harry paused and took a deep breath.

“And…I would always regret it if I turned you both away. Though it is
perhaps not socially acceptable to do so, I love you both. And I refuse
to deny that love,” Harry finished, looking at both of them nervously.

That’s right, both. I felt ashamed that I’d had more water sports fics than threesomes in FFF, and have decided to rectify it.

Legolas reacted first. A large smile spread over his devastatingly
beautiful face, and he moved forward to capture Harry’s lips in a sweet
kiss.

This time, when his tongue traced the seam of those full lips, Harry
opened immediately. Their tongues stroked each other softly, and Harry
moaned as he felt wet heat envelop his sensitive ear.

Legolas broke the kiss to see the reaction Aragorn was causing in their delicious little Elf.

I really thought the writer was going to call Legolas “their delightful Keebler cookie” there for a minute.

“Oh!” Harry moaned, knees buckling as Legolas leaned forward to suck and nibble on his other ear.

Strong arms wrapped around his waist from behind, and Harry was lifted
up onto Aragorn’s lap after the Man sat down on the lounge.

Legolas gazed down upon Harry sprawled temptingly in his best friend’s
lap. He reached down to pull Harry’s tunic over his head in one smooth
motion.

Then he dropped to his knees to take one of those pretty pink nipples into his mouth.

“Mm,” Harry whimpered at the sensation, feeling his cock harden.

Aragorn turned Harry’s head to gain access to those tempting lips, and
then he muffled those delicious noises with a bruising kiss. Harry
fisted one hand in Aragorn’s dark hair while the other searched out
Legolas’s silky blonde tresses, holding them both in place.

As if either would go anywhere now.

Legolas pulled back with a pop, blowing air upon the swollen nub to see
it pucker. After one last nip, he switched to the other. He would leave
no part of this tempting body neglected.

Hey! How many days in your life have you gone with out thinking about Harry Potter’s nipples? Well, THE STREAK IS OVER.

Meanwhile, Aragorn was devouring that sweet mouth, and Harry had no
choice but to give into the overwhelming onslaught. He whined deep in
the back of his throat as one of Aragorn’s hands moved from his hip to
cup the swollen bulge in his leggings.

“Please,” he begged between kisses. “Just…please.”

Legolas smirked wickedly and removed the last bit of clothing. He ran
his hands up the insides of those lithe thighs, forcing them over
Aragorn’s thicker legs and spreading Harry wide.

“Move your legs wider,” he murmured to the Man.

Aragorn did as commanded, spreading Harry even further and making room
for Legolas in between both their legs. Then he broke his kiss with
Harry and captured both of those delicate hands with his own larger
ones.

“Put your arms around my neck and keep them there,” he growled into one sensitive ear.

Harry did as commanded, out of breath and lips swollen from their passionate kissing.

“Oh!” he exclaimed as Legolas placed a chaste kiss to the head of his shaft.

He turned wide green eyes to the kneeling Elf. Legolas nearly groaned
at the debauched look on those delicate features, lips swollen and eyes
wide with shock.

“Are…are you going to?” Harry blushed, squirming.

“Would you like him to?” Aragorn purred. “Take your aching cock into
his warm, wet mouth and suck you right down to the back of his throat.
Look at you; you are already leaking.”

The Man swiped a thumb over the tip of Harry’s leaking cockhead, then brought it up to those tempting little lips.

“Suck on his fingers while I suck on you,” Legolas commanded fiercely, leaning down to lick at the head of Harry’s shaft.

“Oh,” Harry moaned in pleasure, suckling Aragorn’s thumb into his mouth and tasting himself.

Weird, I figured the kids who would taste their own bodily fluids would mostly end up in Hufflepuff.

Legolas dipped his head down, sucking the tip of the pretty little cock
into his mouth, pulling back to tease underneath the foreskin with his
tongue.

Aragorn watched with darkening eyes as Harry sucked his thumb deeper and bucked his hips towards that warm mouth.

“Pull off,” he ordered the blonde Elf.

Legolas pulled back with a questioning glance towards Aragorn.

The Man simply slid his large hands underneath those smooth thighs and
spread Harry even further open, exposing that tight little pucker to
Legolas’s gaze.

The fact that the author keeps calling Aragorn “The Man” is really freaking me out. It makes me want to make a Shaft joke, but when Legolas, Aragorn and Hary Potter are all sucking each other’s cocks, a “shaft” joke seems kind of redundant.

“Lick him,” the taller Man growled. “Get him nice and wet.”

Legolas smirked and dipped his head down to comply. He licked a broad
swipe from Harry’s tailbone to his perineum, passing over that pretty
little hole.

“Please!” Harry moaned, feeling spread open and vulnerable.

“Shh,” Aragorn murmured soothingly. “Legolas is going to give you exactly what you want.”

And thus begins HARRY POTTER AND THE ANAL INTRUDERS. Get ready for some serious anus metaphor action.

With that, the blonde Elf swirled his tongue around the rim of Harry’s
anus, leaving his little Elf wanting more. Then he thrust forward
sharply, enjoying Harry’s moans and whimpers and the musky taste on his
tongue.

“Legolas!” Harry whimpered.

…musky?

The blonde Elf slid a finger in beside his tongue, searching out that little pleasure button and pressing down firmly.

…pleasure button?

“Legolas!” Harry screamed, convulsing, and shooting his release onto his own stomach and nipples and even hitting his chin.

“Look at you, all dirty,” Aragorn growled, rough tongue lapping up the seed that covered the bottom of Harry’s chin and neck.

Legolas pulled back with a smug smirk, swiping two fingers through the
thick mess on that pale stomach and proceeding to thrust them back up
into that tight, grasping channel.

Harry squirmed uncomfortably over Aragorn’s thick shaft, still a bit sensitive from his orgasm.

“Do you not need to..?” he questioned, trailing off with a moan as
Legolas once again rubbed his prostate, sliding a third finger in.

“You wanted both of us, so both of us you will get,” Legolas replied softly.
Emerald eyes opened wide.

“At the same time?” he asked incredulously.

HARRY POTTER AND THE DOUBLE PENETRATION

“Mmhmm,” Aragorn acknowledged. “We are going to stretch you open so wide you will never forget us.”

HARRY POTTER AND THE OH MY GOD AAAAAAAA

“I will never forget you anyway,” Harry declared passionately, throwing
his head back at Legolas again thrust sharply against his sweet spot.

Aragorn moved his hands from their bruising grip on Harry’s inner
thighs to unfasten his trousers. He pushed them down far enough to
expose his cock, pulling it out and painting the small of Harry’s lower
back with his pre-cum.

“Someone is impatient,” Legolas commented with an amused smile.

“Not all of us have centuries of experience to hone that patience,”
Aragorn snapped back, thrusting up sharply once more before stilling
his hips.

Yes, Legolas has been training not to prematurely shoot his load over teenage boys for years now. I’m pretty sure Tolkien described it in one of the Book of Tales.

Legolas just shook his head and pulled his fingers out of Harry’s
grasping hole. He deftly pulled off his own leggings, leaving him
completely bare from the waist down.

“Why am I the only one completely naked?” Harry moaned with a sexy pout.

Legolas lifted his little love up a bit, placing his cockhead at the
rim of his anus. He waiting for Aragorn to move his own shaft to join
him at the entrance to that winking little hole.

“We can all be naked next time,” Aragorn promised. “And on a bed.”

With that, the two worked in tandem to lower Harry down onto both their
cocks, slipping in and out a little at a time. They gave Harry time to
stretch, not wanting him to tear on their significant combined girth.

HARRY POTTER AND THE FUCK NO NOOOOOOOOOO

“So full,” Harry moaned. “I have never felt so full.”

Legolas stopped dead.

“Another has been inside you?” he questioned, deadly calm.

Harry blushed, purposefully clenching his inner muscles and making both males inside of him moan and forget about the comment.

Ah, the old tightening the sphincter on the two cocks in your ass trick! All that Defence against the Dark Arts classes are paying off!

Aragorn slid home to the root, moaning at the feeling of being incased
inside that tight heat and pressed against his best friend’s hard
erection. Legolas pushed in a bit further, hitting Harry’s prostate
sharply.

“Oh!” Harry moaned, throwing his head back against Aragorn’s broad shoulder.

He slipped own delicate hand down to grasp and slowly stroke his own member.

“Fuck me!” Harry ordered harshly, clamping down again tightly.

Aragorn and Legolas could not help but to comply, bouncing him up and down roughly on their cocks, again and again.

Aragorn sucked the tip of one ear into his mouth and trailed one hand
up to pinch and twist a pebbled little nipple. Legolas dipped his head
to suck a mark harshly onto Harry’s collarbone.

The emerald-eyed Elf screamed, bucking and convulsing and milking their
cocks with his inner muscles as he shot copious amounts of seed all
over himself and Legolas.

Aragorn followed soon after, unable to hold on through the clamping of
Harry’s inner muscles, shooting his release deep into that tight little
channel.

Legolas managed to hold on through Harry’s orgasm, but the extra
pulsing heat of Aragorn’s release did him in. He thrust violently one
last time, then stilled completely except for the pounding of his
release hitting Harry’s prostate.

Legolas’s release made Harry shake violently, and his cock twitched though it did not release any more fluid.

“Wow,” he whispered, falling limply into Aragorn’s strong arms as both males slid their softening cocks out of his channel.

He felt a bit of fluid slide down the inside of his thigh, loving the feeling of his loves’ release deep inside him.

HARRY POTTER AND THE SEMEN-COVERED THIGH

“Now, you were saying that you never felt so full?” Legolas questioned after the haze of his euphoria slightly cleared.

Aragorn’s arms tightened around Harry’s middle, and he snarled at the thought of another in his place.

“Umm…” Harry trailed off uncertainly. “Maybe this is not the best time?”

Two identical glares proved to him that there would not be a better time.

Harry pouted.

“I did not even know either of you at the time!” he protested. “I do
not know why you are so upset. Neither of you were virgins.”

Silence was his answer, so Harry just shook his head and sighed.

“There were these two Elves in Lothlorien – brothers. They guarded the
northern border. We were together a few times before I returned to
Rivendell,” Harry admitted. “But they never took me together.”

Legolas and Aragorn nodded, satisfied at the explanation, though upset they had not been first.

HARRY POTTER AND THE TWO GROWN MEN WHO WERE BIZARRELY DISAPPOINTED THAT THE YOUNG BOY THEY JUST FUCKED WAS NOT A VIRGIN

Unfortunately for Rumil and Orophin, the two remembered this
conversation all those months later when passing through Lothlorien…

But that is a story for another time…

I story that I hope to never see. The full story is here, but I only edited out the prelude to the fuckery, as it were. And I think we should all be grateful that at no point did Gimli walk in on the proceedings and demand his entrace to the mines of Potter.