Another five days passed. Maedhros was no longer under round-the-clock suicide watch, though he did get check-ins in the morning and at night, and he was taking a low dose of calming herbs.
Finarfin and Maglor were affectionate but from a distance, wanting Maedhros to signal if and when he was ready to resume relations with them, not wanting him to feel forced. And finally, after Maglor performed for Maedhros in the garden - a new composition in honor of his brother, discreetly expressing his love - Maedhros looked around to make sure they weren't being watched, and stole a passionate kiss, their first non-chaste kiss in a fortnight.
It was time.
Maglor went to Finarfin's study to report the kiss, and Finarfin smiled. After the evening meal, Finarfin informed Maedhros's handlers that Maedhros would be sleeping in his bedchamber tonight "because of nightmares" and there was no need to check in later or in the morning, and Maedhros followed Maglor through the secret passageways to Finarfin's bedchamber - Maglor was sharing it again.
Finarfin was naked on the bed when they arrived, stroking himself invitingly. Maglor's own cock rose in response.
"Kneel," Finarfin told them.
Maglor took Maedhros's hand and they knelt together, their heads bowed in reverence. Finarfin walked over, hard cock bobbing with each step - Maglor's breath caught as he watched pre-spend drip onto the floor - and then something softly rustled in Finarfin's hand. Maglor and Maedhros looked up.
Finarfin was holding out a collar necklace of nuggets of amber and citrine, with small carved gold, rose-gold and copper beads in the shape of leaves, and a knotwork-etched small gold ring at the center. "Your father made this as a gift for my daughter's fiftieth birthday, and obviously she refused it after they fell out; I took it and kept it, one more piece of him to hold onto. But now... I've had the length adjusted, I had a leash made from the discarded excess length, and I added a ring to the collar that a leash could fit through - if you would accept it, Nelyafinwë, a visible, tangible sign of our bond, such as the one Kanafinwë wears. That you belong to me, that you are mine now."
Maedhros's mouth opened, and then he nodded. "Yes."
Finarfin helped Maedhros up to his feet. "This is the only thing you will put around your neck, Nelyafinwë. Not a noose of death, but a gift of life." Finarfin clasped the collar around Maedhros's neck, and then clipped the matching leash through. He pulled Maedhros to him and they kissed deeply.
A frisson went down Maglor's spine, feeling that fierce, tight ache, loving Finarfin all the more for his thoughtfulness... and feeling closer to Maedhros. They weren't just brothers now, weren't just lovers, but they shared the experience of being submissive to the same man, and that was its own kind of depth and intimacy.
Finarfin pulled Maedhros over to the bed on the leash, and Maedhros took Maglor by the hand, leading him. Once they were all on the bed, Finarfin gently pushed Maedhros back against the pillows, and then he tied the leash to one of the bedposts, on the same side as Maedhros's stump, so he couldn't easily reach to untie himself. Maedhros's face lit up, and he moaned as Finarfin leaned down to kiss him again.
Finarfin kissed Maglor then, and asked, "How about we show your brother how much we love him and are glad he's still with us?"
"Yes," Maglor said. He stroked Maedhros's cheek, and claimed a kiss for himself. Their tongues licked, teasing, and then Maglor licked down Maedhros's sensitive neck, giving the ring of Maedhros's collar a little tug with his teeth before he licked down to a hard nipple.
Maglor and Finarfin lapped and suckled Maedhros's nipples together, making Maedhros arch to them, panting, moaning. Maglor rubbed his hard cock against his brother's thigh, wanting Maedhros to feel how much he was desired. They licked, kissed, and nibbled at Maedhros's chest and stomach, tracing the definition in his pectoral muscles and abdomen with their tongues and fingers, and then they worked on his nipples some more, sucking them harder and harder, pulling them with their lips, lashing their tongues furiously, as Maedhros writhed, whimpering. They kissed his neck and shoulders, and Finarfin licked Maedhros's arm all over while Maglor licked at Maedhros's stump. Maglor sucked on Maedhros's stump like it was a cock, stroking himself as Maedhros watched, moaning louder. "You're so beautiful," Maglor said, and licked at Maedhros's stump some more, tenderly nuzzling it, raining soft little kisses over it before more filthy, obscene sucking.
"My turn," Finarfin said, pulling Maglor's hair.
Maglor laughed, and kissed Finarfin before they traded places. Maglor kissed and licked Maedhros's arm, licked his palm, licked and sucked each of his fingers and his thumb, as Finarfin licked Maedhros's stump all over, and then sucked on it himself. "We love you," Finarfin whispered, and pressed his nephew's stump to his heart, before lifting it up to give it a sweet kiss. "My good boy."
"Oh, hántya." Maedhros's eyes shone, smiling at Finarfin adoringly.
Then Finarfin gave Maglor a wicked look, and Maglor could practically see the gears in Finarfin's head turning. Finarfin had plans for that stump. Maglor's cock jolted in response, throbbing, knowing whatever it was, would be delicious.
They went back to Maedhros's nipples, slurping, licking, and Maedhros gave broken little cries. "Please," Maedhros begged. "Please, make me come..."
"You were feeling pretty bad about yourself," Finarfin said. He took a few more licks at Maedhros's nipple, then pinched it, before he sucked it hard, and lapped some more. "I think we really need to impress upon you how loved you are." Finarfin's fingers reached down and gently brushed Maedhros's hard shaft, down, then up. His thumb rubbed the slit of Maedhros's cock, before his fingers walked back up Maedhros's chest. "We need to show you how much we want you."
"You're a terrible tease," Maedhros said, laughter in his eyes.
"Oh no, my pet. I haven't even begun to tease." Finarfin tweaked Maedhros's nose and gave him a kiss, then licked down Maedhros's throat, back down to suckle his nipple again. Maglor sucked Maedhros's other nipple harder, his cock throbbing at the way Maedhros groaned.
Maglor and Finarfin kissed and nibbled Maedhros's stomach once more, then each of them took a thigh, licking, kissing, biting, making Maedhros buck, breath coming out in shaky gasps, whining. "Please. Please. Please..."
"You want to come?" Finarfin's tongue slowly licked down Maedhros's dripping shaft, and back up. "Now you have something to live for, do you?"
"Fuck you," Maedhros chuckled.
Finarfin smirked, and then he slid down and nibbled on the skin of Maedhros's sack. Maedhros yelped, followed by a moan as Finarfin soothed with his tongue, sucked on the balls. Maglor grinned - it was fun to tease his brother like this - and Maglor joined in, licking up and down Maedhros's cock ever so slowly.
"Please," Maedhros begged. "Please, brother, please..."
Maglor took Maedhros's cock in his mouth and continued his slow teasing torment, sucking hard but slow, while Finarfin continued to lick and suck at Maedhros's balls. A few moments later, Maglor pulled Maedhros's cock out of his mouth, lapped at the flowing pre-spend, and Finarfin came up and their tongues rubbed together, sharing it between them while Maedhros whined with frustration. Then Maglor and Finarfin licked at Maedhros's cock together, slowly, slowly, up and down, back and forth. Maglor's tongue swirled around and around the head, brushed over the slit and up and down the frenulum, and he and Finarfin rubbed tongues again, making streamers with Maedhros's pre-spend.
"PLEASE FUCKING FUCK ME," Maedhros roared.
Finarfin threw his head back and laughed. "For someone who wanted to die just a couple weeks ago, you sure want to grab life by the horns now, don't you, slut?"
"Please." Maedhros bit his lip and whimpered.
Finarfin clicked his tongue, and pulled Maglor into a deep, hot kiss, then their tongues licked some more. "I don't know if we should give in to what he wants just yet. He was very naughty trying to hurt what's mine, wasn't he?"
"Very naughty," Maglor agreed.
Finarfin took Maedhros's hand and tied his wrist. "So you can't touch yourself like the naughty slut you are," Finarfin said. He playfully poked the tip of Maedhros's nose, then pinched a nipple before he kissed Maglor again. Maedhros whined helplessly, and Maglor's cock pulsed against Finarfin's cock as they continued kissing, caressing, while all Maedhros could do was watch.
Teasing Maedhros like this was so much fun. Maglor loved it. He thought Maedhros looked so beautiful with the collar tied to the bedpost, his wrist bound, his copper hair fanned out, hard cock up against his belly, nipples swollen, feverish eyes. Maglor's eyes met his brother's and he stroked himself - knowing Maedhros couldn't stroke himself - wanting Maedhros to see his appreciative lust for the pretty picture before him. Maedhros whined again, and Maglor smiled.
"I think we should show your brother what he'd be missing if he'd gotten away with his plan to die," Finarfin said, reaching for the oil.
Maglor's hole twitched. "Yes, I agree."
Maglor positioned himself on all fours over Maedhros's lap, so his cock was close to Maedhros's cock but not close enough to touch. Finarfin got on his knees behind Maglor and grabbed Maglor by the hair as he pushed inside; both men cried out when Finarfin bottomed out, that exquisite first moment of connection and roughness.
Maedhros lay there leashed and bound, unable to touch himself, made to watch as Finarfin fucked Maglor hard, spanking his ass, pulling his hair. Their hips slapped together and Finarfin's oiled cock made a lewd squishing sound working in and out of him. Maglor rocked his hips back at Finarfin, fucking himself madly on Finarfin's cock, and their balls smacked loudly, the rhythm of their bodies accompanied by grunts and groans. Finarfin's cock always felt so good rubbing away inside him, now more than ever as Maedhros watched with hungry eyes, Maedhros's lust intensifying Maglor's own, bringing out that animal side of him, wanting to fuck like never before. Finarfin pounded Maglor furiously, and Maglor begged "more, more," wanting Maedhros to know what he was missing, that cock hitting the sweet spot inside him over and over, their primal passion.
When Maglor got close, Finarfin reached around and stroked Maglor's cock in time with his hard, fast thrusts. Finarfin's grip was tight and Maglor bit his lip, making himself hold back just a little more, wanting to keep feeling that rubbing inside and out, pleasure building and building. But at last his body gave in and he climaxed with a hoarse shout, his cock shooting cream onto Maedhros's cock. Maedhros whined as Maglor's seed splashed him, and Finarfin growled as he spent into Maglor, watching Maedhros's frustration.
Finarfin rested inside him, and then they pulled apart and held each other, petting, basking in the glow of their release, until Maedhros began whimpering again, begging for it. "Please. Please fuck me, please..."
Finarfin chuckled. "Oh, but you wanted to die. I don't think you want it enough..." Finarfin turned Maglor's face to his and they kissed deeply.
Finarfin and Maglor kissed and kissed, and their cocks rose to life again. They reached down and stroked each other, and Finarfin began to kiss Maglor's neck, their cocks rubbing together, cock pulsing against cock. Maglor groaned and Finarfin let out a soft little sigh as he licked down Maglor's throat. Their tongues took a few teasing licks and then Finarfin looked over at Maedhros, trembling and whimpering, and back at Maglor, with a wicked smile on his face. "I think your brother deserves even more teasing. What do you think?"
"I like how you think," Maglor said, grinning back at him.
This time, they got on their knees with Maedhros's stump between their cocks, and began to rub their hard cocks against Maedhros's stump, like the stump was a third cock. Maedhros thrashed about and screamed, unable to touch himself, while Finarfin and Maglor rutted against his stump, kissing and caressing each other. There was something so filthy about this and it drove Maglor mad with lust, rubbing feverishly, panting. Maedhros's stump glistened with their pre-spend and Maedhros's broken cries made Maglor want it even more. He and Finarfin grabbed each other's hips, working their cocks up and down Maedhros's wet stump, fucking it until they were both shaking, breath coming out in shuddery gasps against each other's mouths. "Come with me," Finarfin whispered, before he kissed Maglor hard. Both men cried out into the kiss as their cocks spent over Maedhros's stump, cream pouring all over it. Maedhros howled and sobbed.
"Damn you," Maedhros snarled. "Damn you, fuck me. I need it. Please, I need..."
"You were going to kill yourself," Finarfin said. "You were going to choose death, over this. You can't possibly want it badly enough."
The fierce look on Maedhros's face was almost comical... but it stirred Maglor's lust all over again, wanting to see how far he could take it, how much teasing Maedhros could endure.
Maglor looked down at Maedhros's seed-covered stump, and he had the urge to lick it off, tasting his and Finarfin's essence combined... but Finarfin had other ideas. He guided Maglor's hips into place, to straddle the stump. The stump was thick, but Maglor was open from Finarfin's cock, coated with Finarfin's seed, and the stump was plenty slick. Finarfin kissed Maglor deeply as Maglor sank down, taking Maedhros's stump bit by bit. Maglor gasped as Maedhros's stump stretched and filled him, and Maedhros howled again, watching his stump disappear inside his brother's slutty hole.
It was, indeed, the sluttiest thing Maglor had ever done. He felt so shameless and wanton, such a slut for cock that he was taking his brother's stump, the thickest "cock" of all. "Look at you," Finarfin purred, looking at Maglor's hole stuffed with Maedhros's stump. "You naughty slut."
Maglor took a moment to let himself get adjusted, feeling like he was being split... and then he began to ride. Maedhros's stump hurt a bit at first, but the pain transmuted to pleasure. Maglor rode Maedhros's stump slowly, making Maedhros watch his stump gliding in and out, and then faster, working his hips, panting for it. Maglor gripped the sheets white-knuckled and Finarfin played with Maglor's cock, and the delicious stroking of his cock and the rubbing inside him built the tension and pleasure to the shatterpoint, until Maglor was whimpering, desperate for relief, but he wouldn't come until Finarfin said so. And Finarfin was enthralled, watching with a look of awe on his face. Maedhros looked like he could eat his brother alive; Maglor licked his lips at the sight of Maedhros's slick cock dripping pre-spend, so red, so engorged, looking angry in its need. Oh yes, he did so love tormenting his brother this way.
After what felt like an eternity of riding Maedhros's stump, lost in sensation, Finarfin cupped Maglor's balls and gripped his cock tighter. "Come, slut," Finarfin rasped.
Maglor came hard, coming all over his brother's body. Maedhros cried out with each jet of seed that splashed him, and Finarfin let out a shuddery sigh of appreciation, watching how much Maglor could come and come and come. Maglor almost wept with the intensity of his orgasm, and he shivered in Finarfin's arms as he came down, body heaving.
Finarfin's cock was hard again, watching the obscene stumpfucking, and he stroked himself lazily as Maglor lay next to Maedhros, recovering from his orgasm while Maedhros whimpered, engorged and frustrated. "Please," Maedhros begged. "Please. I want to live, please, just fuck me. Let me live to be your fuckslut..."
Finarfin's face lit up - that smile took Maglor's breath away - and he leaned in to kiss Maedhros deeply. "Good boy," Finarfin husked. He stroked Maedhros's face and hair. "That's my good boy." He kissed Maedhros again. "My good slut." Their tongues rubbed together and Finarfin reached down, his fingers brushing down Maedhros's shaft and back up. Maglor smiled as he watched Maedhros's cock pulse to Finarfin's touch. Finarfin turned to Maglor. "Do you have one last fuck in you, slut?"
Maglor nodded. "Anything for my beloved brother."
Even though Maglor had already come three times, and his hole felt a little sore from Maedhros's stump, he was still willing to give his all for Maedhros. Finarfin poured oil over Maedhros's hard cock, and Maglor straddled Maedhros's hips. Their eyes locked as Maglor took Maedhros's cock, slowly, and when Maedhros was buried in him to the hilt, Maglor leaned down and kissed his brother fiercely.
"I love you," Maglor said. He kissed Maedhros's brow, slid his lips down Maedhros's nose to kiss the tip, and then claimed Maedhros's mouth again, kissing him like their lives depended on it. "I love you so much, Nelya."
"Káno." Maedhros looked up at him with such love in his eyes that it made Maglor choke up. "I love you. I'm sorry -"
"Hush." Maglor kissed him again. "I know you were in pain, Nelya. But now... only pleasure."
With that, Maglor began to ride, slowly, sensuously, like it was a dance. Finarfin got behind him, and moved Maedhros's legs. Maedhros threw back his head and cried out and Maglor knew Finarfin was taking him - knew when Finarfin was all the way inside by the way Maedhros sighed and Finarfin groaned.
They fucked slowly, Finarfin and Maglor making love to Maedhros together, the push and pull of their bodies like the endless flow of the tides... endless love, wanting Maedhros to be one with them and feel their love for him as long as they could last. But the animal fever came over them once more and Maglor bounced on his brother's cock and Finarfin pounded Maedhros's hole, their bodies slapping together, three voices grunting, growling, losing themselves in hunger and heat and need. It felt like the three of them were a force of nature, the rhythm of life itself, fucking hard and frenzied. Finarfin reached around to play with Maglor's cock, until Maglor was whimpering, aching for release, trying to hold back, to keep taking care of his brother's gorgeous cock, keep being one with his brother...
"Come, you sluts," Finarfin commanded.
Maglor and Maedhros came together, Maglor's cock spending over Finarfin's hand, shooting cream all over Maedhros's chest and stomach, as Maedhros's cock flooded his channel with hot seed. Three thrusts later Finarfin roared, shuddering against Maglor as he came with them. Finarfin bit Maglor's neck and shoulder, and Maglor contracted again - even though Finarfin wasn't inside him it still felt like a claiming, and Maglor loved it, his body thrilling to his uncle's domination.
Maglor and Finarfin untied Maedhros, and together they held Maedhros tight, rocking and petting him. "Good boys," Finarfin whispered. "My good, sweet boys."
Maedhros wept, shattered by his climax. "I love you," he choked out. "I love you both, I'm so sorry I tried to kill myself. I know it hurt you, I'm sorry -"
Finarfin smirked. "Ai, you'll be sorry, all right... next time. Tonight I felt we should take care of you, but you're due for punishment."
Maedhros smirked back, his eyes sparkling with mischief. If Maglor hadn't been so spent from four delicious orgasms, he'd be ready to go again, at that look in his brother's eyes.
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