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“Samson, is it?”
The large man lounging on the sofa flashed Gideon a pleasant smile. “It is.” A mountain of muscle, he was an awe-inspiring sight to behold.
“From what I see before me, it’s an apt name.”
Samson chuckled. “I try to live up to the legend.”
“Is there aDelilahin your life?” Gideon queried.
Laughing heartily, Samson shook his head. “No, not at the moment.”
Gideon grinned. “Good to hear.” He looked at the camera. “Welcome back, folks, for another episode of our Curious Boys segment. Here with me today is Samson.”
“Hello.” Samson nodded and smiled at the camera, casting along a small wave. “Glad to be here.”
Returning his full attention to the muscular man, Gideon said, “Tell the viewers a little about yourself.”
Samson shifted on the sofa and stretched his large arms along the backrest, his black, short-sleeved t-shirt straining around his bulging biceps. He was relaxed without a smidge of nervousness—uncommon when it came to theircuriousguests. Straight men—or those whobelievedthey were straight, anyway—were typically a bit unsettled when approaching the notion of fucking another man. Samson was proving to be rather unique.
“Well…” Samson cleared his throat. “Today is my thirtieth birthday and—”
“Whoa. Wait.” Gideon held up his hand, grinning. “Todayis your birthday?”
“Yes.”
Gideon chuckled. “Is this your birthday present to yourself?”
“It is.”
“Well, we’ll be sure and do our level best to make it a birthday you’ll never forget.”
Samson laughed lightly. “I’ve no doubt.”
Gideon leaned back in his chair. “Please continue.”
“I live in Las Vegas and have worked as security in a few of the casinos. I’m originally from the Midwest.” He scratched his temple. “I came within an ace of marrying my high school sweetheart, Julia, just after graduation. But we mutually agreed that we should put college first, live life a little before we took such a huge step. I went to college and she went to Europe. We never spoke of marriage again.”
“Do you regret not marrying her when you had the chance?”
Samson shook his head. “No. In retrospect, I think we were more friends than lovers. She married an Italian man she met while in Europe. Not right away. The wedding was just a few years ago. But she’s happy and I’m happy for her.”
Gideon studied his face. He was telling the truth. There was no remnant of remorse or heartbreak. “And how about you? Did you find someone new?”
“I dated,” Samson said and smiled. “I mean, a man has needs.”
“Indeed,” Gideon chuckled. “Anything serious come out of those dates?”
“No.” Samson shifted again, sinking comfortably into the soft cushions. His muscular legs parted lazily, his thick thighs and impressive package hugged nicely inside his Levi’s. “I’ve never felt the passion for a committed relationship. I think I proposed to Julia because we’d been together so long, and it just seemed like the next logical step and what everyone expected of us. I can’t honestly say I was excited at the prospect of marriage.”
Gideon nodded slowly. “So, tell me, Samson…how did you end up here?” He smiled. “Have you been harboring gay boy tendencies all these years?”
“Actually, no.” Samson chuckled. “But I am a naturally curious man. Human behavior intrigues me. One night in Las Vegas, I passed by a gay club and I began to wonder why some people are attracted to the opposite sex and some to the same gender. I went inside, sat at the bar for a couple hours, and just observed the patrons.”
With a quirk of a smile, Gideon was curious to know – “Did you learn anything?”
“Not really,” Samson admitted. “Then it occurred to me that you can’t truly understand something that you’re not willing to experience first-hand. When I developed a curiosity about fine cuisine, I began frequenting fine dining restaurants, cooked with world-renowned chefs, immersed myself in the world of food. What I learned through my experiences I could have never gotten from simply reading books or observing the process of gourmet cooking from a distance.” He gazed at Gideon, his hazel eyes deep and intense. “To truly understand something, I need a hands-on experience.”
