Captain Boromir's Bulge
The Fellowship had asked the Captain to impart a
little of his training with them. An hour of it had
been fine, but they were well into two now and all
eight were getting more than a bit punchy.
'That's it form a line... a straight line.' Boromir
said nodding approval. 'Now that's more like it. Let
us see, lets have another look at you.'
He continued to pace, eyeing each member in turn.
'That's a proper line for a Roll Call. Better... sloppy
Sam, tuck in your shirt. You too Pip. he said.
'Aragorn you too.'
Aragorn coughed into his hand, disguising a chuckle.
'Now stand up straight and put your shoulders back' he
said. 'That's you too Frodo.
Swiftly they all complied, each standing up a bit
straighter.
'Now when I say Orcs, I want you to pull out your
weapons. Legolas, Gimli, and Gandalf can sit this one
out' Captain Boromir said. 'Their quick enough and
their form is already quite more than good enough.'
Aragorn shot the Captain a look and raised an eyebrow.
'Your sloppy Aragorn, and I won't know exactly why,
until I see you.'
In reply Aragorn quickly pulled his sword, holding it
high in both hands in front of his face.
'You're making my point Aragorn' the Captain said
'you're too slow and that raising the sword up, looks
good, but it would never do in battle. You're just
asking for a blade in the guts. You're fine with a
sword in a fight Aragorn, but I mean to teach you the
art of drawing it.'
Aragorn acceded to the Captain by returning his sword
to it's sheath.
'Now then, when I say Orcs, everyone draw your
weapon.'
'Orcs' Boromir said.
The Hobbits and Aragorn drew, all but Pippin, who for
some reason could not get his little sword out.
Finally tugging at it with both hands, he pulled it
free. 'There now, that's got it' he said proudly
holding it up in his hand.
The Captain winced and said 'the sheath's too tight'
and moving to Pippin he knelt and loosened the side
bindings. 'It has to be loose, with not much play, for
it to slide in and out easily.'
'Yes it does Pip, for it to slide in and out' Merry
said grinning.
Aragorn, standing beside the hobbit, tapped him
lightly with his boot whispering 'Don't Merry'. The
hobbit looked up, and both of them grinned, chuckling
slightly.
'There now, let's try it again' the Captain said
rising to his feet. He began his back and forth pacing
again, nodding his head up and down. 'Stand up
straight and stop clowning around.'
Merry stood up a little straighter along with the
rest.
'Orcs' Boromir said again.
Once again, they all drew their swords.
None of them quite good enough for the serious
Captain.
'I see the problem now, you're reaching around too
far, your sword belts are just a bit too tight, they
need to be loosened, and pulled a little more to the
front.'
He moved to Pippin and reached both of his hands over
the hobbit's head to adjust his belt in the back.
Pippin's face was pressed into the front of Captain's
pants.
'Just need to loosen it a notch' the Captain said.
Pippin mumbled something unintelligible, his face
buried deeply into the Captain's groin.
'Lucky Pip' Merry quipped. Grinning up at Aragorn and
nudging him in the thigh with his elbow he added
'Jealous?'.
'Don't Merry', Aragorn said 'I'm going to pee my
pants' he said suppressing his laughter.
'There that's it' the Captain said standing up.
'I could hardly breath' Pip said.
'Neither can I, and I'm just watching, Pip. Mine next'
Merry said, stepping forward with a broad but slightly
lascivious grin. He moved his two hands in front of
his face making like a cat ready to pounce and then
quickly moved them back down.
Boromir moved forward, reaching over Merry to adjust
the hobbit's belt. Merry moved his head, angling it to
face Aragorn, so that his cheek was scrunched tightly
into the Captain's bulge. 'It feels nicer this way' he
said smiling broadly and rolling his eyes in a mock
swoon 'Oh yes Boromir, that is much nicer.'
'It should feel natural' the Captain said making his
adjustments. 'It will be a lot easier to get at it now
at least'.
'Oh please yes, I want to get at it easily , oh yes,
it feels very natural' Merry said giggling his cheek
pressed firmly into the Captain's crotch.
Gandalf, Legolas, and Gimli exchanged glances with
each other and began to chuckle.
'Begging your pardon Capin' Samwise said 'but your
private bits are stickin' right up and in 'is face. I
b'lieve I'll 'fix Master Frodo's meself'.
Legolas snickered, and Gandalf slapped his knee as he
and Gimli began to snort loudly.
Aragorn then dropped to his knees, his arms
outstretched and pleading, 'Me next, please Captain,
do mine next, Oh yes, do me Boromir.'
Stepping back the Captain watched the Fellowship roar
with laughter. He paused, pondering for a moment,
stroking at his chin, then as the joke finally dawned,
he threw his head back to laugh with them. 'OK
Aragorn, but yours may take quite a bit longer.'
Aragorn still kneeling, just smiled, batted his
eyelashes, and opened his mouth.
The Companion's burst into hoots of laughter, and
rolled on the ground.
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aptain Boromir nodded, pacing back and forth in front
of the other eight members of the Fellowship.
