Title:  Do You Remember ..... Our First Time? 
Author:  Gilthoniel Star     (GilthonielStar@aol.com) 
Pairing:  Frodo/Sam 
Rating:  NC17 
Summary:   Frodo and Sam remember the first time they made love. 
Disclaimer:   The rights are owned by the Tolkien estate and New Line Cinemas.  I 
would not wish to make money out of this even if I could 
Warning:   Alternate LOTR ending, explicit sex 
Authors Note:   Sam and Frodo discover how deep their love is during the Ring quest.  
They wait until they get home to the Shire before they consummate their love.  In this 
story, they are talking about their first time. 




Do you remember ..... our first time?

Frodo and Sam snuggled together in the big feather bed, luxuriating in its softness and 
the way it wrapped itself around them, pushing them together.  They held each other 
close, desperately close, swooning in the warm afterglow of their passionate and 
tender love-making.  They continued to hold each other as their hearts gradually began 
to beat more slowly.  Sam stroked Frodo’s dark curls tenderly and nuzzled gently 
against his brow.  Frodo gazed at him, marveling at the depths of emotion in Sam’s 
eyes.
“What are you thinking, Sam?” Frodo asked, rubbing his warm face against Sam’s.  
Sam looked into the depths of his beloved’s beautiful blue eyes.  “I’m thinking ..... how 
beautiful you are and how much I love you”, he began, his voice thick with emotion.  
“I’m also thinking about the first time we ..... we ..... did this together.  Do you 
remember?” 
Frodo smiled the sort of smile that made Sam‘s heart turn over.  “Of course I 
remember”, he said.  “It wasn’t that long ago, after all”. 
“I can still hardly believe we’re like this”, continued Sam, pulling Frodo closer against 
him.  “I dreamed of being able to love you properly for so long.  Sometimes I still have 
to pinch myself to know it’s not just a beautiful dream”. 
Frodo returned his embrace, wallowing in the warm, secure feeling that being in Sam’s 
arms always brought him. 
“So what do you remember most about our first time?” he asked, his shining eyes 
gazing lovingly into Sam’s. 
“Everything”, declared Sam, choking on the emotion which the memories caused to 
flood over him.  Tears filled his eyes.  “Absolutely every detail”, he said. 
“It took us a little while to figure out what to do”, said Frodo.  “But I’ll never forget 
the first time you touched me ..... intimately”.
“And what about everything that led up to that?” asked Sam, his voice overflowing 
with tenderness.  “I remember our first kiss, how tender and sweet it felt to be able to 
taste your lips and your tongue”.  Aching with love for his dearest one, Sam kissed 
Frodo’s soft, full lips before gently inserting his tongue between them, eliciting a little 
gasp of pleasure from Frodo as his tongue was touched by Sam’s. 
“I remember that too”, added Sam slowly.  “The little cries of pleasure you made as I 
touched you.  It was music to my ears, the most beautiful sound ever”.
“You always make me tremble when you touch me, dearest Sam, you know that”.
“I know”, said Sam, once again choked with emotion.  “And I can still hardly believe 
that I, just your loyal, humble Sam, can have such an effect on you”. 
“But you do, Sam, you do”, soothed Frodo, his beautiful voice soft in Sam’s ears.  
“Yours is the only touch I crave and the only touch I shall ever want”.

Sam had no answer to this but to hold Frodo closer than ever.  Tears filled his eyes.   
“That first time was special, wasn’t it?” Sam continued, his eyes shining with love.  “I 
remember the passionate kisses and us wanting more.  I wanted to touch you all over, 
and to love every precious inch of you.  But I was so afraid of hurting you.  You 
looked beautiful and fragile.  Your skin was tender and soft and my hands were so 
rough and calloused”.
“Your hands always felt beautiful to me, dearest Sam”, responded Frodo, taking one of 
Sam’s hands gently in his.  “And you have always been so gentle with me.  You touch 
me just as I like to be touched”.
“And I did kiss every little bit of you then, didn’t I?” asked Sam, his eyes misting.  
“Every precious little bit of you”.
“But you undressed me first, Sam.  You had to get my clothes off before you kissed 
me all over”.
“I remember undressing you”, recalled Sam, tenderly nuzzling Frodo’s hair.  “I felt 
dizzy with the sheer pleasure and emotion of it all.  I’d dreamed of that moment for so 
long.  I couldn’t believe it was really happening”.
“I love being undressed by you, Sam.  You took my shirt off and covered the whole of 
my upper body in kisses, do you remember?  And you were licking me too, it felt 
incredible, I was laying on the bed and shivering all over with the sheer pleasure of it”.
“Yes, my love”, said Sam thickly, squeezing Frodo tenderly.  “And I remember the 
way you entwined your fingers in my hair and kept calling out my name.  All I could 
think of was how desperately I wanted to give you pleasure and how deeply I loved 
you”.
“Then you unlaced my breeches and .....”
“..... pulled them off”, finished Sam.  He gazed deeply into Frodo’s eyes.  “Then I saw 
the parts of you that I’d longed to see for so long”. 
“And you immediately started kissing me there”, continued Frodo.  “You stroked me 
on the insides of my thighs first, and I went all twitchy because it felt so incredible”.
“That’s right, I gently eased those slender thighs of yours apart and you wrapped your 
legs around my neck.  Then I gave my full attention to your most sensitive parts.  Then 
I was lost, delirious with the sheer ecstasy of being able to love you that way.  You 
were so hard, so aroused, I couldn’t believe I’d done that to you”.
“You kept murmuring how much you loved me”, said Frodo dreamily, his beautiful 
blue eyes filled with love.  “And the way you were sucking me and licking me it didn’t 
take long for you to make me ..... you know”, said Frodo, his eyes solemn as he gazed 
at Sam.
“And I swallowed every drop of your precious fluid”, said Sam.  “It tasted as sweet as 
honey to me”.

The two of them were silent for a few minutes, their hearts drowning in the love they 
felt for each other.
“And do you remember what happened after that, my love?” asked Sam, tenderly 
nibbling the tip of Frodo’s ear.
“Of course I do”, said Frodo.  “You gently turned me on to my side and started 
stroking me all down my spine.  It sent shock waves of pleasure all over me.  You said 
afterwards you could feel me trembling, didn’t you?” 
“Yes, I remember”, said Sam, love clouding his eyes.  “I remember kissing the tender 
skin on the back of your sweet neck and marveling that skin could taste and smell so 
sweet.  You looked so slender and graceful as you lay there”.
“And you wanted to explore more of me”, continued Frodo.
“I kissed you all the way down your spine”, said Sam, squeezing Frodo gently.  “I 
remember worrying - not for the first time - how thin you were, and how important it 
was to go gently with you”.
“I love your tenderness, Sam”, said Frodo, taking one of Sam’s fingers into his mouth 
and sucking it.  “I love the way you’re so gentle with me”.
“I couldn’t be anything but gentle with you, dearest love, I love you too much to be 
anything else”.
“And what you did next was so tender”, continued Frodo, snuggling closer against his 
true love.  “You eased my front knee up a little.  Then you smothered my .....my .....”
“..... your adorable little cheeks with kisses”, finished Sam, glowing at the memory.    
“Then I gently opened them”.

Frodo closed his eyes as he remembered how it had felt the first time Sam had touched 
him there.  “You were examining that part of me and then I felt your tongue touch me 
there.  I remember moaning with pleasure as you were licking me, I wanted it to go on 
and on”.
“And I just couldn’t get enough of you”, added Sam.  “You were becoming aroused 
again so I put my hand between your thighs and petted you”.
“But you continued to kiss me in the other place”, said Frodo, “Then you asked if you 
could slip your finger inside me.  I was loving being touched there so I begged you to 
do it straight away”.
“I was afraid of hurting you”, said Sam, “But when I started you said it didn’t hurt at 
all.  It felt lovely doing it to you”.
“And you slipped your finger in so slowly and gently”, breathed Frodo, “Then you 
started stroking me inside.  I nearly fainted with the sensation of it all.  You had your 
finger inside me and then you put your head between my thighs and took me in your 
mouth.  You soon had another mouthful to swallow”.

“Frodo?” 
“What is it, Sam?” 
“I love you so much.  So very, very much”.
“And I love you too”, replied Frodo earnestly.  “Do you remember what happened 
next?” 
“I was cuddling you tenderly in my arms”, replied Sam.  “There you were, not a single 
stitch of clothing on your little body and there was me with my shirt and breeches still 
on”.
“And that was when I was filled with a desperate desire to show you the same love as 
you’d given me”.
“And you did, my love, you did”, said Sam.  Tears glistened in his eyes.  “I cried when 
I felt your precious hands on my body.  I’d been self conscious because my body’s not 
beautiful like yours, but .....” 
“Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, Sam.  You’re beautiful to me, always remember 
that.  You’ve always been beautiful to me”.
“I know, my love”, said Sam, kissing Frodo’s fingers.  “You made me feel special.  
No-one’s ever done that before”.
“You don’t realise how special you are, dearest Sam”, said Frodo, stroking his true 
love’s face gently.

The two of them rested in each other’s arms, much as they had on that much-cherished 
first occasion, their hearts entwined as lovingly as their bodies.
“How long did we lay there after that?” asked Frodo, nuzzling Sam’s cheek.  “I lost all 
track of time”.
“Me too”, said Sam.  “Nothing existed apart from you.  Nothing else mattered”.
“But it was here in this very bed”, added Frodo.  “I love this bed so much”.  He looked 
thoughtful for a moment.  “But that wasn’t the end of our adventures, was it Sam?  
We discovered that other pleasures awaited us”.
Sam gazed deeply into the depths of Frodo’s blue eyes, mesmerised as ever by their 
beauty.  “Yes”, he responded quietly.  “We did.  Although we didn’t even know it at 
first”.
“We were kissing and petting each other”, continued Frodo.  “Our instincts took over 
from then on.  Neither of us had ever laid with anyone before but somehow we learned 
what to do”.
“That’s because we love each other so much”, said Sam, still hugging his beloved close 
against him.  “It all felt so right”.
“Do you remember how you were kissing me and you then rolled on top of me?” 
asked Frodo, his beautiful eyes shining.  “It felt so good to have you laying on me, so 
good”.
“And I was afraid I’d crush you, my love”, murmured Sam.  “My beloved, fragile 
flower”.
“But you didn’t”, protested Frodo.  “I’m stronger than I look, remember, and I was 
cushioned by this adorably soft bed.”
Sam smiled tenderly.  He stroked Frodo’s dark hair away from his forehead and kissed 
him.  “Then I kissed you all down your front, do you remember?” 
“Mmmmnn”, said Frodo appreciatively.  “Until you got to ..... there again, then you 
gobbled me into your mouth!” 
“Well, you’re good enough to eat”, responded Sam, nuzzling Frodo’s nose with his 
own.  “And then I slipped my hand underneath you and put my finger inside you 
again”.

Frodo closed his eyes and moaned.  “Like I said, Master Gamgee, you know exactly 
how to touch me.  But we were both so aroused, weren’t we?  We both sensed the 
need to increase the physical bond between us, to deepen it somehow”.
“And you were stroking me where I was hard”, said Sam.  “Then we both thought of it 
at the same time.  What to do next, I mean.  But it was so much bigger than my finger 
and I couldn’t bear to hurt you”.
“But I knew then than I wanted you inside me, Sam.  Wanted you really inside me, 
properly, all of you.  So you turned me over again and opened me.  You kissed me and 
licked me a lot and I loved it.  I loved you touching me there”.
“The opening in your little body looked so small”, said Sam, emotion choking him 
once again.  “Nowhere near big enough for me to go inside you.  It would hurt you so 
much and I’d rather die than hurt you”.
“But it didn’t hurt me though, did it Sam?” asked Frodo slowly, gazing into his loved 
one’s eyes.  “You flipped me gently on to my back again and I pulled my legs right 
back.  You had your hands gently on my waist then slid them down to my hips.  Then 
you slipped both your hands under me and tilted me upwards”.
“And do you know what I remember most from that moment?” asked Sam mistily.
“No”, responded Frodo languidly.  “Tell me, my love”.
“It was the look in your beautiful eyes”, said Sam, choking on his tears.  “You looked 
calm and happy.  And so very, very trusting.  You knew we were going to do 
something that might hurt you but you trusted me with all your dear heart, not to 
mention your precious body.  And I’ll tell you something else, my heart’s own dear 
love”.
“What?” asked Frodo innocently.
“You looked dignified”, said Sam.  “Even like that, in that position, with no clothes on, 
you carried dignity”.
“Oh Sam”, said Frodo softly.  “That’s such a nice thing to say.  I love you so much”.  
He kissed Sam’s warm cheek affectionately and then nuzzled against him, his warm 
breath misting Sam’s skin.
“And then it happened, didn’t it?” asked Sam quietly.  “We did it for real”.
“Yes”, said Frodo, smiling sleepily.  “You gazed into my eyes and told me how much 
you loved me.  Then you began to enter me.  You were so gentle, so tender with me”.
“I took it really slowly”, said Sam, continuing the story.  “I figured that as long as I 
took you really slow it wouldn’t hurt you.  It was a bit uncomfortable for you at first 
though, my love, wasn’t it?” 
“Yes, it felt strange at first”, said Frodo.  “Uncomfortable.  It hurt just a little but not 
much.  And then I relaxed.  Then it felt wonderful, incredible, like nothing I’ve ever 
experienced before”.
“And since then we’ve discovered other ways of doing it”, said Sam.  “Different 
positions, like”.

They smiled knowingly at each other, leaving the remainder of their secrets locked in 
their hearts.  Two hearts which would be entwined throughout eternity.  Two hearts 
which were always destined to live as one.

They snuggled down to sleep in the spoon position with Sam behind Frodo.  He 
enveloped his beloved in his strong arms and murmured sweet words of love in his ear.  
“I love being held by you, Sam”, murmured Frodo, his eyelids closing.
“And I love holding you, my love”, breathed Sam in reply.  “Close those beautiful eyes 
now, sweet beloved Frodo.  Your Sam will hold you close and keep you warm and 
safe all night and tomorrow you’ll wake in my arms”.

And then they both slept.


F I N I S