Lusting by Lbilover

His encounter with Farmer Maggot’s dogs taught Frodo that lusting after anything, even mushrooms, was fraught with danger.


Never again, he vowed.


Then one day he noticed that Sam Gamgee was no longer a child. The gardener’s suddenly-shy smile, even more than his deepened voice and well-filled-out breeches, beguiled Frodo, leaving him hot, bothered, lusting again...


...and aware that worse than farm-dogs stood between them.


But resistance proved futile, and in the taste of Samwise, Frodo found a bounty richer than any grown in the Southfarthing.  


Uncles, gaffers, and S-Bs bedamned. Lust might flee danger, but not this.


Not love.