Summary: The wall separating Boromir’s and Faramir’s bedrooms is not as thick as Boromir would have liked. His little brother has a rather eventful personal life, constantly shagging someone, or perhaps getting shagged – Boromir would rather not know. Usually the big brother grins and bears it. But one night, when all the moans, yelps, screams of “faster, faster!� and “fuck me hard, Captain Faramir!� won’t stop even after three in the morning, Boromir decides he has had enough. But as the door to Faramir’s bedroom is opened after Boromir’s furious banging, the heir’s ire abates a little – for he is greeted by the sight of his brother in full glory: unclothed, blushed and sweaty, raven hair in a mess, and with an impressive arousal to finish the picture. Moreover, behind him on the bed Boromir can see two young cadets, fresh but not innocent at all... Still, Boromir tries shouting – but Faramir is only grinning broadly in return. Yes, he already has an idea how to solve this conflict of interest…
Categories: FPS, FPS > Boromir/?, FPS > Faramir/? Characters: None