FIC: Title:  'Knives and Sticks'
Author:  lavingaround 
Rating:  'NC-17'
Pairing:  Aragorn/Boromir
Archive: All Archive and Lists OK, libraryofmoria.com, ff.net, Slashlords. 
Take it and post it anywhere you like.
Setting: On the road from  Rivendell
Disclaimer:  Characters are not mine and this story is just for fun and not 
for commercial use or gain.
Author Notes and Warnings: Harsh Language A few cuss words for color, 
Oh and also male/male sex.
Setup and Add Notes: Completely 'PWP' and a bit 'ATG' as well.
Summary: Sex Games 





They stood in a small clearing, The Captain of the White Tower, together 
with the Man who would be King.


'Well, both men throw their knives and the closest one to the stick wins' 
Boromir said.

'And this is a game played by the Tower Guards of Minas Tireth?' Aragorn 
asked.

'Like I said Yea nearly everyday' Boromir replied 'They consider it a 'High 
Game' and a matter of honor.'

'Honor?' Aragorn asked 'How so?'

'Well ...I mean they take it very seriously Aragorn, Well the stakes 
anyway.'

'Oh' Aragorn said pulling his knife from the sheath on his belt 'What do 
they play for?...Money?'

'No the usual stakes are much higher' Boromir said suppressing an urge to 
grin.

'Higher?' Aragorn asked in wonder.

'Well Yea' Boromir said, also unsheathing his knife. 'You know most of 
the Army take no wives and none that guard the Towers' usually marry.'

'So...what are you saying?' Aragorn said.

'Well they play for sex, and the loser must pleasure the winner' Boromir 
stated, 'in any way that the winner would wish.'

'Your joking Boromir, sounds like complete debauchery to me' Aragorn 
said. 'I don't believe you.'

Boromir swallowed an urge to laugh and steeled his face to give a look 
deadly serious 'Look Aragorn...you said you wanted to know more about 
Gondor. If you're going to become the King, you're going to have to learn 
these things and understand your people. Now this is a serious game and a 
serious matter of pride and honor played by some of the toughest and most 
loyal of your future subjects. These men will guard your life in the future 
Aragorn. I expect you to treat this seriously.'

He waited a second for his words to sink in and added in another 
breath...'If you are afraid...if you think that you will lose?' Boromir said 
goading him. This was deliciously easy he thought. 'Are you afraid you 
will lose?'

'I am not going to lose to you and I do not fear' Aragorn said raising his 
chin up defiantly.

Boromir loved that particular look, that proud chin, the thought of it 
cowed and covered with his sex juice was really turning him on. 'OK then' 
Boromir moved back and readied himself to throw.

'Wait a minute... let me make sure that I have it right' Aragorn said 'The 
winner has the loser pleasure him as he would wish and in any way?'

'Yea, That's it, you got it' Boromir said 'In any way.'

'You're going to be sore and maybe not be able to sit for a while' Aragorn 
quipped. He was a ranger trained to be completely adept with knives by 
the Dunedain and he had played similar games with Elves in his 
childhood. Even if he was unfamiliar with this particular game, he was 
confident that he could not lose. He had been throwing knives when this 
kid was running around in diapers. 'I said you're going to be sore and you 
may not be able to sit down' Aragorn said again.

'I'll be sore, yea right' Boromir replied 'Aragorn you haven't won yet.'

Aragorn arching one eyebrow smiled at the Captain and said 'Not yet, OK 
I'm game, go ahead...you can go first'

'Fine' Boromir stood back and leaned onto one foot. He raised his knife 
and cocked his arm to throw. 'Remember it won't count unless your knife 
sticks in the ground and the closest one to the stick wins.'

Zing. The knife left his hand blurring through the air to stick into the 
ground about an inch away from it's target.

'Whoa...look at that shot future liege, pretty good huh?' Boromir teased.

Aragorn moved back nervously licking his lips. Now he was committed 
and it just wouldn't do for him to back down. He slid his foot back and 
raised his arm to throw. Please, by the Valar, not again he thought.

Zing. Aragorn's knife shot whistled through the air to hit the ground, 
sticking it just behind Boromir's and for a second he just stared at it, 
incredulous at the prospect that he had just lost.

'OK, now come over here' Boromir moved to stand by the closest tree.

Aragorn gulped reflexively and hesitated.

'Come on' Boromir said 'Show me how honorable you are.'

It's happening again, Aragorn thought as he walked over to where Boromir 
stood. This was getting damned humiliating.

'Now get down on your knees' Boromir said tugging down on his leggings. 
'And take me in your mouth.'

Aragorn eyes flickered dangerously into Boromir's. This accursed man 
was like some kind of depraved sex god, and he owned Aragorn utterly, 
the gorgeous Gondorian prick. He dropped to his knees swiftly taking 
Boromir's beautiful and perfectly formed member into his mouth. He 
couldn't resist even the sight of it.

Boromir hardened quickly savoring the feel of Aragorn's mouth on him. 
He felt it deliciously as Aragorn teased his slit with his tongue. He felt the 
wetness of Aragorn's hot mouth move to pleasure him underneath.

Aragorn sucked him harder moaning satisfaction deeply in his throat. He 
moved a hand down to pull and lower his leggings and remove his own 
cock, stroking it to erection. He lowered his mouth to kiss and lick the 
Captain underneath. Aragorn loved the smooth power of the man who now 
towered over him thrusting that delightful sex into his mouth. He ran one 
hand up and over, feeling the smoothness of the Captain's muscular 
stomach.

Boromir moaned and leaned back against the tree, enjoying the view as his 
future King lavished his tongue over him. Impassively he raised up one 
foot to place it flat against the tree. He pulled out of his mouth suddenly 
and moved to rub his cock against his face. He watched as Aragorn 
quickly sought to regain it with his mouth. Boromir teased him moving his 
hips to playfully keep his cock out of the reach of Aragorn's eager lips. 
The bark of the tree tickled on his ass as he moved his hips. 'Catch it 
Aragorn' he said enjoying every second.

Boromir smiled as he watched Aragorn move his hand from his own cock 
to catch hold of Boromirs'. The hungry desire flared in Aragorn's regal 
face as he caught him up and deeply slid him into his mouth again. 'Yea 
do it Aragorn' Boromir moaned loudly, 'You know what I like.'

Aragorn worshipped at the altar of Boromir's pleasure taking him in fully 
and smelling the deep incense of his groin. His head bobbed rapidly as he 
moved his tongue to finish him, laving underneath and along the length of 
his shaft causing the Captain to buck his hips. He felt his mouth filling 
with his seed, and he gulped, tasting the sweet sticky goodness.

'Oh Yea' Boromir closed his eyes in pleasure and whispered aloud.

Aragorn swallowed all of him, savoring slowly, as he moved to stroke his 
own very excited cock, spilling his release onto the ground. He allowed 
the cock to remain in his mouth enjoying the feel of the Captain as he 
softened.

Boromir pulled out of Aragorn's trembling mouth and pulled up his 
leggings 'My future King has the most wonderful mouth' he said.

'Shut up Boromir' Aragorn said standing, pulling up and adjusting his own 
clothes. He glared at Boromir.

Boromir smiled and laughingly said 'Come on sport, let's get back.'

They retrieved their knives and started back to camp together walking side 
by side.

After a few moments Aragorn spoke. 'There is no such game called 
'Knives and Sticks' is there?' he asked.

'Nope' Boromir replied.

Silence.

'How long did you practice throwing knives?' Aragorn asked.

'About a week' Boromir said.

More silence.

'I love you totally Boromir, but you are also sometimes a most complete 
fucking bastard, I hope you know that.' Aragorn said.

'I know' Boromir replied.

'Please Boromir, the next time just tell me if you want me to give you a 
blow job,' Aragorn said.

'And spoil my fun?' Boromir said smiling, and added 'not on your life.'


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