Sampson and Saul

 Sampson looked with mild disgust at the image before him.  Never, ever, he vowed to himself, would he pick up another guy over the internet!  Not only had this thing lied about his name, he had mis-represented himself all around.  He called himself Jason.  A nice masculine name.  His real name, as it turned out, was Elmer.  He’d told Sampson, via the internet, that he was 6’2, 180lbs of solid, well toned muscle; sky blue eyes, and long jet-black hair.  When Sampson had let himself into the hotel room, (the agreed upon meeting place), there on the bed was a short, fat balding man, with watery red eyes! He also weighed about 200lbs if he weighed an ounce!  Not one to hurt anybody’s feelings, Sampson had endured an hour of wet sloppy kisses, clammy groping hands and mounds of sweaty flesh!  Yuck!  In any case, it was over.  Elmer was dressed and leaving.  Sampson was going into the bathroom to shower and disinfect his mouth!  And since he had the hotel room until the next morning, he decided when his shower was over with, he would walk to the nearest liquor store, come back to the room and nurse his wounds while dulling his senses.

     True to himself, he finished his shower in record time, and walked to the store to pick up some beer.  When he stepped back out into the street, he shivered with the cold and hurried down the sidewalk back to the hotel.  As he passed the desk, he overheard the hotel clerk saying to someone, “Look, I understand that it’s freezing outside, but I’m sorry young man I can’t help you!  I’m booked solid and unless someone is willing to share their room with you, you’re going to have to leave.  The boss doesn’t allow loiterers.”

     Sampson started to walk away until the object of the clerks tirade turned around.  There walking toward him, was the most beautiful boy he’d ever seen!  Crystal green eyes, shoulder length blond hair, and an air or (almost) pure innocence.  He was probably about 5’7 150lbs.  Which was the perfect compliment to Sampsons 6ft frame.  Not one to pass up an opportunity, Sampson spoke up.

     “Excuse me Miss,” he said to the clerk.  “I’ll share my room with him.”
The young man stopped and stared.  The dejected look slowly disappearing from his eyes to be replaced with shy gratitude.  The hotel clerk looked up sharply and her eyes narrowed.
“Aren’t you sharing your double room with someone else already?”  She asked suspiciously.
“I was,” Sampson said firmly.  “But he was called back to the office (a bold lie) on an emergency.  And I really don’t see what difference it makes who shares the room with me….I paid for a double and if he joins me there will be two people in the room!  Besides which, it’s cold outside!”

     She glared at Sampson with disdain, sniffed once, turned and stomped off into the back office.  The young man walked slowly to Sampson, smiled and stuck out his hand.     “Thank you,” he said quietly.  “I’ll pay for half the room…I-I- mean it’s the least I could do.  By the way…I’m Saul.”
Sampson took the Sauls hand and shook it warmly.  My God this man was hot!
“It’s ok,” he replied.  “I’m Sampson.  Come on up to the room Saul and I’ll show you around.  I hope you don’t mind me asking but, how old are you Saul”
The elevator door opened and they stepped inside.  Sampson hit the button and the elevator started to ascend.  Saul still had not answered the question.  Suddenly the elevator stopped on the desired floor but Saul reached out and placed his finger over the “close” button.  He looked up at Sampson and smiled shyly.
“I just turned 19,” he said quietly.  “I’m still a virgin and yes…I also find you attractive.”
He took his finger off the button and the doors slid open.  Sampson grinned broadly, stepped out of the elevator and walked toward the room.  Saul followed with quiet excitement.
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     Sampson set the beer on the table in the corner of the room.  He heard the door close behind him and the lock slide into place.  With his back still to Saul, he took off his coat and laid it across the chair.  As he turned around, Saul was standing there (already with his coat off) and slid his arms around Sampsons neck to pull him down to him.  As their lips collided in a hot, feverish kiss, Sampson cupped Sauls luscious bubble butt and pressed himself into the young tender body before him.  As their tongues explored the inner depths of their mouths, Sampson marveled that  nobody had taken this sweet young cherry yet!  Gasping for breath, he reluctantly broke the kiss and led the bewildered young man to the bed.
“Why did you stop?”  Saul asked breathlessly.  “I was really getting into it.”
“Because if this is going to be your first time,” Sampson said tenderly.  “You have to learn to take baby steps.  Now just sit there and watch me.”

     Sampson stepped back from the bed and kicked off his shoes.  He lifted one foot up and placed it between Sauls legs.  Saul jumped slightly as Sampsons big toe came into contact with his hard 7 inches through his jeans.
“Take my sock off.”  Sampson whispered.
Saul slowly pulled the sock off Sampsons foot and tossed it aside.  Then, as an after thought, he lifted the foot up to his mouth, and gently sucked and nibbled on the big toe.  Sampson shuddered with delight, took his foot down, and replaced it with the other one.  Saul removed the sock, placed the big toe between his lips and performed the same service as he had the first.  When Sampson took his foot back, he slowly unbuttoned his shirt and let it slide off his muscular frame.  Then, he un-did his belt buckle and stepped toward Saul.  Saul reached up, slid his zipper down, and proceeded to slide Sampsons jeans past his hips.  He cooed with delight when he was greeted by a long slender cock, of 8 inches, with a bulbous head that was leaking pre-cum like crazy!  He had no underwear on!  He removed Sampsons jeans and sat back to admire the perfect physique that stood before him.  Sampsons cock jutted out proudly from a thick patch of black cubics, followed by low hanging balls.
“Stand up,” Sampson said hoarsly.

     Saul stood eagerly and waited with anticipation.  His heart was slamming in his chest and pounding in his ears as Sampson reached out to remove his jersey.  As he slid it up and over his head, Sampsons fingers brushed lightly against his sides causing him to shiver.  As Sampson tossed the jersey away, he leaned forward and slowly, sensuously slid his tongue into the hot, moist depths of Sauls mouth.  Saul groaned as the kiss deepened and he felt Sampsons undoing his pants.  He wiggled his young boy hips to help him slide his pants and underwear down quicker.  As they reached his ankles, he felt his cock spring up skyward and he very nimbly stepped out of the rest of his clothes.  He wrapped his arms around Sampsons neck and felt himself being lifted off the floor only to be laid gently on the bed.  He spread his legs wide as Sampson settled his full weight on him, trapping their hot, hard cocks between them.  Sampson broke the kiss and buried his face in Sauls neck, kissing, licking and nibbling gently, while Saul writhed in ecstasy under him.  For the first time in his life, Saul actually felt all that he’d often heard about, dreamed about, longed for.
“So,” Sampson whispered huskily between nibbles.  “You’ve never been fucked before?”
“No!”  Saul replied breathlessly.
“Never had a blow job?”
“No!”
“Never fucked a guy before in your life?”   Sampson taunted feverishly
“No!  No!  No, fucking No!  Saul moaned impatiently.