"Mr. Frodo!" Sam called out as he jerked awake.
"Sam?" Frodo heard Sam's call, and quickly answered. "It was just a dream, Sam."
"It was so real, Mr. Frodo." Turning around to face Frodo, Sam continued, "I watched you die. The Ring took control of you, and you took it straight to Mordor."
Frodo looked down at the ground.
"He used you, and then he ki--,"
"Stop it, Sam! I'm still alive. I won't let him get the Ring from me! No one will!" Frodo turned away when he realized the words that came out of his mouth.
Sam's became more saddened then a few minutes before, and he looked away.
"I'm sorry, Sam. I didn't mean to--,"
"I know what you mean, Mr. Frodo." Sam slowly turned to look at Frodo. "And what you just said." Sam shook his head. "I know that it's the Ring. It wasn't you. You'd never say that."
"The Ring seems to have a mind of it's own, Sam."
"Just Sauron's. Sauron wants the Ring back, and we're taking it right to him." Sam's eyes started to swell up in tears. "I don't want to lose you, Mr. Frodo."
"Oh, Sam, you won't." Frodo put his arms around Sam in a comforting hug, and Sam began to cry. "Not now, not ever. Not even Sauron himself can separate us."
Frodo slowly pulled away, ending the hug.
Sam wiped away a tear, and then looked straight into the eyes of Frodo. After a few seconds, Sam lent forward, his lips touching Frodo's.
As shocked as Frodo was, he didn't pull away, but instead opened his mouth, inviting Sam's tongue in.
Sam accepted, and their tongues met.
After a minute, Frodo began to pull away from the kiss. Frodo and Sam both began to undress each other, unbuttoning their clothing, being careful not to make any rips.
Frodo went to his knees, only waiting for Sam.
Sam entered Fordo, making him moan. Sam pushed forward with his hips, making Frodo moan again. He moaned louder as Sam began to kiss Frodo's back, neck, and hair.
Slowly, Sam rolled forward again, and Frodo moaned louder.
Frodo closed his eyes and began to stroke himself, at the same time as Sam rolled his hips forward again. Fordo moaned loudly, and Sam quietly shushed him.
Sam rolled his hips, the time between roll beginning to decrease.
In response, Frodo began to stroke himself faster and faster.
Through the whole experience, neither said a word. Frodo moaned, and for the first time, so did Sam.
"Sam!" Frodo called between Sam's juts forward.
"Frodo!" Sam answered, out of breath.
Both Frodo and Sam felt as though they were about to explode.
Sam pushed forward slowly for the last time, and he came into Frodo.
"Oh, Sam!"
"Mr. Frodo!" They both called out each other's names loudly as they both came.
After a few seconds, they both stopped, and both began gasping for air.
Sam pulled out of Frodo's body, and laid down on the grass next to his new lover, the hobbit whom he had secretly loved for so long, but had not the heart to tell him.
Sam turned and kissed Frodo on the cheek, and then he laid back, looking at the stars in the night sky.
Frodo was the first to speak, "Sam?" He paused for only a second. "I love you, Sam."
Sam looked at Frodo and smiled. "I love you too, Mr. Frodo."
"Sam?" Frodo heard Sam's call, and quickly answered. "It was just a dream, Sam."
"It was so real, Mr. Frodo." Turning around to face Frodo, Sam continued, "I watched you die. The Ring took control of you, and you took it straight to Mordor."
Frodo looked down at the ground.
"He used you, and then he ki--,"
"Stop it, Sam! I'm still alive. I won't let him get the Ring from me! No one will!" Frodo turned away when he realized the words that came out of his mouth.
Sam's became more saddened then a few minutes before, and he looked away.
"I'm sorry, Sam. I didn't mean to--,"
"I know what you mean, Mr. Frodo." Sam slowly turned to look at Frodo. "And what you just said." Sam shook his head. "I know that it's the Ring. It wasn't you. You'd never say that."
"The Ring seems to have a mind of it's own, Sam."
"Just Sauron's. Sauron wants the Ring back, and we're taking it right to him." Sam's eyes started to swell up in tears. "I don't want to lose you, Mr. Frodo."
"Oh, Sam, you won't." Frodo put his arms around Sam in a comforting hug, and Sam began to cry. "Not now, not ever. Not even Sauron himself can separate us."
Frodo slowly pulled away, ending the hug.
Sam wiped away a tear, and then looked straight into the eyes of Frodo. After a few seconds, Sam lent forward, his lips touching Frodo's.
As shocked as Frodo was, he didn't pull away, but instead opened his mouth, inviting Sam's tongue in.
Sam accepted, and their tongues met.
After a minute, Frodo began to pull away from the kiss. Frodo and Sam both began to undress each other, unbuttoning their clothing, being careful not to make any rips.
Frodo went to his knees, only waiting for Sam.
Sam entered Fordo, making him moan. Sam pushed forward with his hips, making Frodo moan again. He moaned louder as Sam began to kiss Frodo's back, neck, and hair.
Slowly, Sam rolled forward again, and Frodo moaned louder.
Frodo closed his eyes and began to stroke himself, at the same time as Sam rolled his hips forward again. Fordo moaned loudly, and Sam quietly shushed him.
Sam rolled his hips, the time between roll beginning to decrease.
In response, Frodo began to stroke himself faster and faster.
Through the whole experience, neither said a word. Frodo moaned, and for the first time, so did Sam.
"Sam!" Frodo called between Sam's juts forward.
"Frodo!" Sam answered, out of breath.
Both Frodo and Sam felt as though they were about to explode.
Sam pushed forward slowly for the last time, and he came into Frodo.
"Oh, Sam!"
"Mr. Frodo!" They both called out each other's names loudly as they both came.
After a few seconds, they both stopped, and both began gasping for air.
Sam pulled out of Frodo's body, and laid down on the grass next to his new lover, the hobbit whom he had secretly loved for so long, but had not the heart to tell him.
Sam turned and kissed Frodo on the cheek, and then he laid back, looking at the stars in the night sky.
Frodo was the first to speak, "Sam?" He paused for only a second. "I love you, Sam."
Sam looked at Frodo and smiled. "I love you too, Mr. Frodo."