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Oh, Brother

Title: Oh, Brother
Characters: Elladan, Elrohir
Rating: PG
Genre: parody, twincest


Elladan watched Elrohir as he ran the brush over the horse's flanks, his eyes riveted to the flanks of his twin, the gentle flexing of the muscles beneath Elrohir's leggings as he worked. Though others told them they were identical in every detail, Elladan had always thought of his brother as the beautiful one. He had tiny flecks of gold in his grey eyes, his long legs were just a touch leaner and more defined, and his black hair was just the slightest bit thicker and of a more dazzling sheen. Yes, he was the more beautiful of the two of them, Elladan thought, and he wanted him - badly.

He often wondered if Elrond had ever had the same feelings for his twin brother. Surely there was a time growing up, at the first blush of their sexual awakening perhaps, where they had looked upon each other and contemplated what it would be like to touch their brother's smooth, pale skin, how it would feel to have those strong thighs wrapped around their waists, how it would feel to look into a face so like and unlike your own as you reached the peak of ecstasy.

Elladan could take it no more. He came up behind Elrohir and clapped him on the shoulder, letting his hand trail down to squeeze his brother's tight buttock.

Elrohir jumped and spun around, his eyes wide with surprise.

"What are you doing, Elladan?" he demanded.

"Come now, brother. Have you not wondered what it would be like if we were to…" he trailed off, looking into Elrohir's narrowing eyes.

"To what?" Elrohir pressed.

Elladan blushed and stammered. "To… you know, Elrohir… to…" he lowered his voice to a whisper, "to… how can I put this? to… touch each other."

"We touch each other all the time." Elrohir said implacably.

"Not…" Elladan hesitated, "with our clothes off," he said. His head hung low and he mumbled so softly Elrohir could barely hear him.

Elrohir shoved his brother up against the rail of the stall. "If you ever talk to me this way again, I'll kill you." he growled.

Elladan watched him leave, his brother's black hair swung just so as he walked and his tight buttocks, now even tighter, drew a sad, longing gaze from his brother.

"Time to talk to the healer again, I guess," Elladan sighed. "I hope Ada doesn't find out."



( 6 comments — Leave a comment )
Jul. 29th, 2006 05:10 pm (UTC)
Great Title!
As you know, I like this short story a lot. It manages to be erotic, funny, and rather sad at the same time.

A sad dose of realism injected into the Elladan/Elrohir twincest cliche. Thanks for sharing!
Jul. 30th, 2006 12:27 am (UTC)
Re: Great Title!
Thanks, Jael. I know the twins are a popular pairing and I thought I'd take the usual idea and mix it up a little. ;-)
Jul. 30th, 2006 02:11 pm (UTC)
Very good, and very sad. But all stories can't have a happy ending, can they?
Jul. 31st, 2006 02:08 am (UTC)
Not this time. But they get plenty of chances in other stories. ;-) I'm glad you liked it, honey. And your Erestor icon is making me wish he was a twin. Yum!
Oct. 8th, 2006 04:10 am (UTC)
What a sly, devilish twist on the whole twin scenario--writers generally make it too easy (or too angsty). You do sad with a sense of humor. Great line: "Time to talk to the healer again, I guess," Elladan sighed.
Oct. 10th, 2006 01:20 am (UTC)
Re: Awww
Yes, Jael and I were discussing the number of Elladan/Elrohir stories out there and how they both seem okay with the scenario. I just wondered what would happen if one of them wasn't into it. lol

Thanks for your comments. I'm glad you liked it.
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