Hobbit cheese
Jan. 19th, 2003 04:03 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kribbanAs I told you last week, I´ve come across some really cheesy lines and descriptions of hobbits having anal sex with Big People. Behind the cut I´ve gathered my favourites. No names and titles of course, and I would like to point out that a lot of these stories are really good, the language is good and I am in no way shape or form pretending to be a better writer than these people. It´s just certain lines that I find amusing, because they sound like something out of a porno.
"Your member . . . it's . . . rather large," the hobbit gulped.
"I should very much like to . . . touch it."
***
"How far to go?" the hobbit asked in a wavering voice. A tear rolled
down his cheek, and the ranger reached up and rubbed it away.
"I'm not sure, Frodo," Aragorn told him in a husky voice. "A few more
inches, I suppose . . . we can stop any time."
"No," the hobbit shook his head rapidly, wincing at the movement, and
clutched the ranger more tightly. "Keep it coming," he said in a low
voice.
***
“Aye!” The little hobbit was a demanding one, “Please, luv, I cannae wait any
mair… I ken it’ll hurt ay bit, jus’… aye…” With fingers far more patient than Pip would
have liked, the warrior rubbed the little one’s hole, knowing it was about to get a workout
of a lifetime.
***
"All right?" Boromir asked, sliding his finger home.
"That is one?" Pippin said. "Only one?"
"Is it all right?" Boromir said.
"Yes, yes," Pippin said. "Oh, it is enormous."
Later in the same story:
When Boromir began to ease three fingers inside, Pippin squeaked quite
sharply. And then got out, "I did not think... I had so
much room in my body."
Later:
"How much is that?" Pippin said softly.
"Perhaps a third," Boromir said.
"Oh," Pippin said.
And even later:
"How is that now?" Boromir whispered after a moment.
"A little better," Pippin got out softly. He had partly hardened
again. He laid his hand on Boromir's shoulder and felt it move
as the man stroked him. He said, "My. I can almost feel you in the
back of my throat."
(Is that a good thing?!)
about sperm:
"Ah!" Boromir cried out, riding the small body beneath him hard.
"Oh," Pippin squeaked, "so much of it!"
"Your member . . . it's . . . rather large," the hobbit gulped.
"I should very much like to . . . touch it."
***
"How far to go?" the hobbit asked in a wavering voice. A tear rolled
down his cheek, and the ranger reached up and rubbed it away.
"I'm not sure, Frodo," Aragorn told him in a husky voice. "A few more
inches, I suppose . . . we can stop any time."
"No," the hobbit shook his head rapidly, wincing at the movement, and
clutched the ranger more tightly. "Keep it coming," he said in a low
voice.
***
“Aye!” The little hobbit was a demanding one, “Please, luv, I cannae wait any
mair… I ken it’ll hurt ay bit, jus’… aye…” With fingers far more patient than Pip would
have liked, the warrior rubbed the little one’s hole, knowing it was about to get a workout
of a lifetime.
***
"All right?" Boromir asked, sliding his finger home.
"That is one?" Pippin said. "Only one?"
"Is it all right?" Boromir said.
"Yes, yes," Pippin said. "Oh, it is enormous."
Later in the same story:
When Boromir began to ease three fingers inside, Pippin squeaked quite
sharply. And then got out, "I did not think... I had so
much room in my body."
Later:
"How much is that?" Pippin said softly.
"Perhaps a third," Boromir said.
"Oh," Pippin said.
And even later:
"How is that now?" Boromir whispered after a moment.
"A little better," Pippin got out softly. He had partly hardened
again. He laid his hand on Boromir's shoulder and felt it move
as the man stroked him. He said, "My. I can almost feel you in the
back of my throat."
(Is that a good thing?!)
about sperm:
"Ah!" Boromir cried out, riding the small body beneath him hard.
"Oh," Pippin squeaked, "so much of it!"
