Date: Fri, 28 Sep 2018 15:53:53 -0400
From: Tripp Savidge <trippsavidge@gmail.com>
Subject: Bacchus Springs, Chapter 9: Sunday Dinner

This is a work of fiction and contains scenes of explicit gay sex. Any
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Bacchus Springs, Chapter 9: Sunday Dinner, Copyright 2018 Tripp Savidge.
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Bacchus Springs
Chapter 9: Sunday Dinner
by Tripp Savidge

From the Author: Please note that the Point of View changes by scene and
is indicated by the character's name under the scene number.


*   Scene 1   *
Daniel Ward

I watched with more than a little jealousy as Mr. Martinez took my
brother's hand and led him up the stairs. I couldn't help but wish it
were me.

"He's fucking hot, right?" Ethan said with a grin.

"Yeah..." Oh God, I just admitted to Ethan Jensen that I was lusting
after Mr. Martinez. I felt the heat rush to my face.

"It's okay. I think you're pretty hot too."

"Me?" I squeaked. I turned back to look at Ethan and felt a little faint.
I'd had a crush on him for years. Of course I'd never admit that out loud
and I certainly never expected him to notice me. He took a step forward,
placing his hand on the middle of my chest and pushing me, so I fell back
onto the couch.

"You." He climbed on top of me and pressed his body against mine as his
face drew so close, I could feel his breath on my lips.

"Ethan?"

"Can I kiss you?"

"Uhhhhh..." I masterfully responded with my mouth hanging open and my
cock so hard I thought it might burst through my jeans.

Fortunately, I guess he understood because the next thing I knew his soft
lips were pressed against mine and his tongue was tracing my lips. Of
course, I embarrassed myself even further by moaning as I opened my mouth
to let him claim me.

Our tongues danced and explored as he ground his body into mine. No way
he could miss how hard I was as he rubbed against me. I was still feeling
a little stunned. First the wild sex with Jon, then I get pinned to the
couch by Ethan? What the fuck was happening?

"Guess you don't hate me as much as I thought," Evan said as he pulled
back and looked into my eyes.

"Hate you?"

"You never talk to me or acknowledge me at school... so I assumed..."

Words were failing me, so I grabbed the back of his head and pulled him
down for another kiss. "Never, never hated you."

"Mmmm. Good to know. Would you be okay with me taking care of this for
you?" The gleam in his eye as he rubbed his crotch against mine made my
stomach do crazy flips.

"Yeah... I guess so."

"Just tell me to stop if you don't like what I'm doing." Ethan ran his
hands down my stomach and sat up, unfastening the waistband of my jeans.

Shit, was this really happening?

Ethan ran his palm over my erection then slowly pulled the zipper down. I
tried to remember what underwear I was wearing. Oh, God. No.

"Sponge Bob? Fuck, I love Sponge Bob," Ethan laughed as he slid my jeans
and boxers down.

Just kill me now. Please. Why couldn't I have worn the sexy new briefs
mom got me? No, I had to pull out my boxers from middle school.

"Beautiful," Ethan said in a whisper as he wrapped his hand around my
cock and gave it a squeeze.

I looked down and saw him staring at my dick, licking his lips and then
he turned eyes on me and I stopped breathing. He gave me the most wicked
grin then leaned down and took me into his mouth until his nose was
buried in my pubes.

"Oh, shit!" His mouth felt amazing, and his tongue was doing... oh, shit,
oh, shit. I thought Jon and Dad were good but Ethan... My brain just gave
out.

"You a top or a bottom?" Ethan asked as he came off of me with a loud
plop. He still held me firmly in his grip and teased my cock with the tip
of his tongue as soon as the question was out.

"Um... both?"

"Cool. Me too. You wanna?"

"Wanna what?" My brain scrambled for what he might be asking.

He took the head of my cock back into his mouth and sucked hard. I gasped
and sat up.

"Wanna fuck?"

"Yes! I want you to fuck me." Shit. Did that sound too desperate? I
didn't want him to think I was hard up.

Ethan kissed up the crease of my thigh then lifted my shirt and kept on
kissing his way up until he got to my nipple. He teased it with his
tongue before giving a gentle tug with his teeth. Next stop was my mouth
which he devoured.

"Works better if we get rid of the clothes. You okay with that?" Ethan
asked.

I pulled off my shirt and watched with rapt attention as he stripped in
front of me. Damn, he was sexy. I'd heard other guys at school talking
about him, that he normally went for older guys and wondered why I was so
lucky.

His hands seemed to be everywhere at once, and his kisses trailed down my
body until he was lifting my legs back and kissing my cock and balls. I
wrapped my arms around the back of my knees and held them there as he
licked my sack and then moved onto my taint. I was hardly experienced,
but I already knew from the time with Jon, that I really liked being
licked.

Ethan did not disappoint. He dove into my ass and had me moaning and
whimpering in no time. All thought stopped except for the realization
that he had a magic tongue that made my opening quiver with need. If he
went at it much more, I knew I'd be begging.

"Shit. Give me a second. Be right back. Don't go anywhere!" Ethan said
before jumping up and leaving.

"What?" I opened my eyes and wondered what was going on. I was so deep in
the bliss from being rimmed, I wasn't sure what had happened.

"Fortunately, I know where David stashes the lube." Ethan was back and
ripping open a packet as he knelt between my legs.

I moaned when I felt the cool liquid on my ass lips as he worked his
fingers around and into my hole. A finger slid inside me.

"So hot. You've got an amazing ass, Dan." Ethan pushed a second finger in
and managed to hit my prostate. My cock squirted a gob of pre-cum that
trailed down my erection. Ethan used his other hand to run his fingers
over my dick and spread the leakage. He leaned in and kissed me again as
his cock pressed against me.

Relax. Keep breathing. Push out. OOOOOOHHHH, shit. "Owwww." He wasn't
nearly as big as Jon, but it still burned, and there was a sharp pain
when he pushed past the ring of muscle. Then after a moment, I could
breathe again.

"That's it. Just relax. Damn, you are sexy, and you feel so good," Ethan
whispered to me as he slid farther inside.

I couldn't believe this was happening. Me, Dan Ward, having sex with
Ethan Jenson! I felt so full, and he was moving, and it was just right.
God, I loved being fucked. I wrapped my legs around him and pulled him
tighter as he kissed me. I was really getting into it when I heard the
door.

"Now, that is a damn pretty thing to behold," a deep voice said.

I startled, and my eyes flew open to see a dripping wet hunk staring at
us from the foot of the couch. He was gorgeous, and I thought he looked
familiar, but I wasn't sure why.

Ethan pushed up on his arms and looked over his shoulder. "Oh, hey, Dad.
You mind? Your man is upstairs."

Dad? What? That was Mr. Jensen? Coach Jensen? Oh, fuck, just shoot me
now.

"Hey, sexy. Focus on me, it's all good," Ethan said before he claimed my
mouth again and thrust hard pegging my prostate and making me cry out as
a wave of pleasure shot through my body. He must have seen the effect
because he did it again and again. I felt the orgasm building deep in my
core, and my fingers dug into his back as I tried to suck his tongue into
my mouth. I totally forgot about the Coach catching us.

Ethan swallowed my scream as it hit and my cock exploded between us. His
dick was hammering me and never slowed or paused as I got caught in the
waves of pleasure. I gasped and panted and felt his body stiffen as he
buried his face in the crook of my neck and exploded inside me. I swear I
could feel the searing heat of his spend coating my insides.

Ethan pulled back and kissed me tenderly.

"That was fucking hot," a new voice said.

I squeezed my eyes closed wondering how my luck could be so bad that two
people interrupted me having sex with Ethan. But this time I felt Ethan
stiffen also, and he slid out of me and sat back.

"Shit," Ethan whispered, and that drew me out of my post orgasm stupor.

I opened my eyes and sat up looking at the stranger and again got the
feeling that this new guy looked really familiar. But this time, it
clicked more quickly. He looked like David and Jon.

"We haven't met, I'm Eros," the guy said with a smile as if having
interrupted two guys having sex was perfectly normal.

"You're the one who took Dad away," Ethan said quietly.

"Eh, more like escorted but yes. I'm a servant of Aphrodite, one of the
Erotes, the original."

Oh, shit was right. That made him one of the Greek gods... and he was
here. Now. Staring at us.

"Ethan, you take after your father. I'd recognize that gorgeous bone
structure anywhere. A man after my own heart, such burning need, and
you... Daniel Ward. Finally coming into your own."

"You know me?"

"Of you. I've observed you and your brother for some time and knew it
wouldn't be long before you came out of your shell. So handsome..."

"Um, were you looking for Dad?" Ethan asked nervously.

"Yes, but you two are much more interesting. May I join you?"

"Um..." Ethan turned to look at me for a response, but I gotta say I was
still in shock as I watched Eros strip off his clothes.

"Yeah?" I said weakly as I saw the beautiful smooth, lean body revealed.

"Well first off, what kind of lover leaves his guy covered in jizz with a
leaking hole. This sexy little nymph needs some cleanup. Chest or ass?"
Eros asked.

"Um, ch... che... chest?" Ethan sputtered.

"Great. I wanted to eat his ass before I fucked him anyway. So, sport.
You ever had a dick in both ends? I know Ethan has."

My eyes darted to Ethan, and I saw his face turn bright red. I turned
back to see the heat in Eros's eyes and felt a wave of desire course
through me. "No."

"You're gonna love it."

Eros and Ethan got into position with Ethan licking my cum off my chest
while Eros buried his tongue up my ass.

"Ohhhhhh, God!"


*   Scene 2   *
David Martinez

I watched as Dean pulled a pair of cargo shorts out of his duffel bag and
then slid them up his lean, muscled legs. No underwear. Oh, damn that ass
was fine. I thought it was a crime to cover up such a masterful piece of
art. He pulled on a tee and turned to look at me over his shoulder. Okay,
yes, I was caught staring.

"You like?"

"God, yes. I thought you were breathtaking before. Now I can't even
think."

He turned back into me and kissed the tip of my nose. "Good." He walked
out of the room stopping in the doorway to see if I was following. One
eyebrow shot up.

"Yeah, I'm coming." I fastened my jeans and pulled on my shirt and saw
the evil smirk.

"Oh, you will be... many times," Dean said in a low growly voice.

I felt the heat rush to my face and places lower as my dick stirred back
to life. Dean had always teased me, but this was different. I wondered
again what happened to him when they took him to Olympus.

I will confess to being somewhat distracted as we descended the steps, my
attention very focused on the round globes of his ass as they moved
hypnotically under his shorts. Yes, definitely more muscled and full than
I remembered. Worthy of framing or some extreme porn close-ups. I was so
caught up in admiring I ran right into him when he stopped half-way down.

"Shhh," he whispered and pointed into the great room.

I looked and had to bite my tongue from making any comments. I also
realized that I needed to pay more attention. I should have been aware of
Eros as soon as he was near. Now that my brain wasn't focused on Dean's
ass, I could smell him and feel Eros's presence. I may have watched
longer than appropriate before turning and pulling Dean up to take the
back stairs instead. But really? Who could blame me? Seeing three
handsome young men, naked and in an extremely hot three-way? Oh yeah,
that was steamy. Not that I hadn't fantasized about Dean and I putting
Ethan between us, but it appeared Eros and Dan had beaten me to it.

"I think Ethan is having a good day," Dean said with a chuckle as we made
our way down the back stairs into the kitchen.

"Let's be honest, that kid's amazing."

"You talking about my boy's skills or his personality?" Dean asked.

"Both. I love having him around, it's like having another son. You want
coffee?"

"Sure. He adores you and not just because of the sex or how hot you are.
He always has." Dean gave a sad laugh shaking his head. "I never
understood why Kelly was always so upset about how much the kids loved
you. You, even more than Megan. You're their favorite."

"Have you heard anything from her?" I handed Dean the mug of coffee and
sat down at the island breakfast bar.

"Not a word."

"Did she say how long she planned to be away?"

"David, I didn't speak to Kelly after her tantrum in your kitchen. She
was already gone when I got home." Dean held his mug in both hands and
just stared into the dark brew.

"Then, how'd you know? Did she leave a note?"

"Rufus was waiting for me at the house. He's the one who told me she was
going away for a bit. That she needed some time to think and was checking
herself into St. Anthony's. Since then, Bacchus has talked to me a couple
of times and told me not to worry about it and not to try and contact her
- he was taking care of everything."

"But, Dean. She's your wife. Mother to your kids."

"Yeah. Guess that makes me a terrible person, doesn't it? I'm so happy to
be with you and to finally have a chance, I don't really miss her. Since
I'm being honest, my biggest worry is her coming back and messing things
up."

I stood and wrapped my arms around Dean burying my face in the back of
his neck. "I love you, Dean. I'll take whatever of you I can get."

Dean gripped my arms and leaned his head back. "Baby, you've got all of
me. I've loved you forever and no way in hell I'm giving you up now."

"So what next?"

Dean's hand wrapped around the back of my head and tangled in my hair.
"One day at a time? I'll keep things as normal as I can for Emma and
Ethan until we see what plays out.

I felt a shiver as I heard pleading and the sounds of sex. Yeah, no
question that Ethan was enjoying himself. I knew those happy sounds too
well. I decided maybe something mundane would help me ignore what was
going on in the other room. Dishes. There were always dishes to do.

"You don't have a cleanliness fetish do you?" Dean asked.

"No. Just trying to distract myself."

"Hmmm. I could distract you..." Dean stepped in behind me pressing his
body against mine and slid his hands under my shirt and up my stomach.

I loved his touch, and the heat and tingle it brought to my body whenever
we were close. I knew I'd fed very well, so it wasn't the mojo this time.
No, I fed very well. Then it hit me. Fuck. I just took that kid's
virginity and turned it into a gang bang. What kind of monster am I?

"Hey. What happened?" Dean turned me and looked into my eyes with
concern.

"I'm a friggin monster," I blurted.

"What? Where the hell did that come from?" Dean gripped my hips and put
his forehead against mine. "You are NOT a monster."

"After what I just did to Caleb?"

"After what 'we' did 'with' Caleb, you mean? I'm pretty sure that young
man is very happy with how things went. You gave him what he wanted. And
needed. If it weren't you, he'd have found someone else-maybe in some
dive truck stop or outside a seedy bar-with men who wouldn't have been
nearly as careful or considerate of his safety."

"But..." I wanted to object. Couldn't he see what I'd become? "I stole
his innocence, corrupted him!"

Dean snorted and tipped my chin, so I had to look into his beautiful
green eyes. "Bullshit. I have a feeling that 'kid' probably knows more
about sex and has seen more than you have. Even if he hasn't personally
done it all. Bacchus gave you something special with your gift."

"Special? I'm a fucking sex vampire. I feed off of people and make them
do shit they wouldn't otherwise do."

"No. You are a love god and servant of Bacchus and Aphrodite. You protect
the outcasts and help people find themselves and happiness. You bring
followers into the fold and bring love to the world," Eros delivered in a
firm voice with his arms crossed and a fiery glare in his eyes.

"David thinks he's a monster," Dean said while I carefully avoided
looking at Eros.

"Yeah, I got that. Obviously, he's wrong," Eros responded.

"I think he's feeling guilty. You know he was raised Catholic, right?"
Dean said, and it was my turn to glare.

"What does that have to do with it?" I could hear Eros's sigh from across
the room. "What?"

"It explains so much. David, look at me," Eros commanded, and I felt a
warm fuzzy feeling spread through my body, and my skin itched like there
were crawly things moving all over me. I looked into the dark eyes and
forgot what we were talking about.

"Let go of the guilt. You serve Aphrodite, and your powers are a great
gift. Bring love and passion to the people who need it, David. You are
not a monster, you are a love god." Eros's words seemed to echo in my
head, and my skin itched and tingled even more.

"Will that work?" Dean asked, and it worried me because he sounded far
away even though he still had his arms wrapped around me.

"Yeah, it should. From the look in his eyes I think it stuck. Compulsion
is much harder to use on another god, but I've got centuries of
experience under my belt. Let me know if he goes into a spiral again,"
Eros said.

"How? It's not like you carry a cell phone," Dean retorted sounding more
like normal now.

"Sure I do. There. I sent you my contact info." Eros slid the phone back
into his pocket and gave me another scrutinizing gaze.

I glanced back and forth between Eros and Dean with the sense that
something really important happened and I missed it. "So, Eros, you just
stopped by to..."

"Check on your man... and you. Good thing I did, huh? Dean's son and Dan
are both amazing fucks. Asses so tight..." Eros sighed before focusing on
Dean again. "How are you feeling?"

"Pretty good. I don't remember much after we left Bacchus's place. Okay,
I don't remember anything after that until I was back here," Dean said.

"You probably won't either. That's okay, and it's nothing to worry about.
Aphrodite asked you lots of questions and made you recount memories.
Nothing bad happened, honest."

"Why can't I remember?"

"To protect you. Nothing more diabolical than that," Eros said with a
shrug. "You didn't observe or witness anything incriminating, but there
were instances where events appeared to have been manipulated. Some of
the coincidences were 'too' convenient."

"What happens to me now?" Dean asked.

"You continue on, building a life with your man." Eros made it sound like
it was totally obvious but I could tell Dean still has as many questions
and doubts as I did.

"How, when Dean's still married, and we don't know what's happening with
Kelly?" I challenged.

"Is another one of those Catholic things?" Eros asked.

"No. What? Why would it have to do with being raised Catholic?" I wasn't
getting it.

"Fine. Okay, I'll talk to Bacchus and see what we can do," Eros said
sounding very put upon. "Until then, keep feeding and work on developing
your powers. You've barely scratched the surface, and we need to get you
out there helping people fall in love."

I tried to think of a response but before I could form any witty retorts
Eros vanished.

"You have a weird family, David." Dean stepped away and poured himself
another cup of coffee.

"What? He's not my family!" Why would Dean say such a thing?

"Huh? He's your what 'father,' 'grandfather,' 'brother,' as he calls you?
I count that as family, and you sure do look alike and same powers, yup
that sounds pretty familial to me."

"I think he meant it as an expression, you know like 'brothers in crime'
not like in blood... shit." I remembered Bacchus saying I was a 'blood
relative' and that's why the ceremony worked, and why Jon and I could
take on the powers.

"Yeah. Like I said." Dean gave me a condescending grin.

Damn it. If he weren't so gorgeous and I didn't love him so much I think
I had a right to be angry and fuck it-look at those lips, just begging to
be kissed. I pushed him back against the counter and let him set the mug
down before I captured his mouth. I lost myself in the heated kiss as
Dean's hands slid inside the back of my jeans.

"Sorry Dan, I do what I can, but those two just can't keep it in their
pants. You'll just have to ignore them. You want a coke?" Ethan said
interrupting my happy moment.

Even so, Dean left his hands on my ass. He rested his chin on my shoulder
as he responded to the boys behind us. "Don't let him kid you, Dan, he's
just jealous. Ethan has no issues with PDA when it's his ass being
groped."

"I know where you sleep, old man," Ethan retorted.

"Oh, believe me, I'm well aware," Dean said back.

Dan started laughing as he accepted the soda and gave me a bashful smile.
Sadly I had to extract Dean's hands. I glanced out the window and saw it
was still coming down in buckets. "Dan, do you and Caleb want to stay for
dinner? It still looks pretty nasty out."

"Um..."

"It's not a bother. I was just planning spaghetti and meatballs."

"Sure, I should call mom." Dan pulled out his phone and stepped into the
other room.

"Tell her I'll drive you home after and I'll bring your bikes over
tomorrow," I yelled out.

"Need help?" Dean asked.

"Mr. Jensen, mom says you're invited to lunch too," Dan called holding
his phone to his ear.

"Thank your mom, but I've got to stay home and get some stuff done. And
you can call me Dean when we're not at school or soccer."

"What do you mean you have to stay home?" I asked feeling a little
nervous that Dean wouldn't be with me.

He kissed me on the temple and gripped my shoulder. "Babe, I'm playing
single parent, remember? I've got to do laundry, buy some groceries, make
sure the bills are paid. The kids are almost done with school, and I
don't want to throw them off during finals."

"Shit, I forgot. Emma graduates this year. Oh, crap. What if Kelly's not
back in time? Will Emma be freaked out?"

"I doubt she'll care as long as I'm there. She and Kelly... well, they
haven't been getting along so well. I've heard of mothers and daughters
fighting, but when those two go at it, Ethan and I hide."

"Coward."

"If you heard them, you'd be with us." Dean started pulling out the
ingredients for making the sauce as it sank in. I really wanted us to be
a family and while I knew I should feel guilty about Kelly, the feeling
just sort of slipped away.

"Do you need us to help Mr. Martinez?" Dan asked.

"David. Call me David. If you can call him Dean, then you don't need last
names. Besides I have this feeling I'm going to be seeing a lot of you
and your brother around, right Ethan?"

"I hope so," Ethan said blushing and giving a playful punch to Dan's
shoulder.

"Why don't you guys go power up the PlayStation? We'll let you know when
it's time to eat."

It wasn't long before I heard the shouts and laughter from the other
room. I was feeling really happy. I loved having a full house, and from
the sounds it seemed Caleb, Jon, and Jake had joined. I also liked being
in the kitchen and cooking with Dean.

My phone began to buzz, and I handed off stirring to Dean while I
answered.

"Hello."

"Hey, David. It's Brad. Sorry to bother you but I wanted to make sure
Jake was okay. I haven't heard anything from him since yesterday, and
he's not answering his phone."

"Ha ha. Yeah, he's fine. I think he and Jon might have gotten distracted
and forgot about the rest of the world."

"Well, he also must have turned off his phone or let it go dead," Brad
said.

"Want me to get him for you?"

"Nah, just remind him that he's opening at the gym tomorrow. If you say
he's okay, I'll take your word for it."

"He is. You have an amazing son, Brad. I think Jon's pretty lucky. Maybe
we can plan a get-together? I think our families are headed for a merger
of sorts."

"That would be great. Grab me next time you're at the gym, and we can
talk."

"Um, before or after?"

I was sure even Dean could hear the laughter through the phone. "Buddy,
you can grab me anytime you want. Later."

It didn't hit me until the end of the call how he took my question, and I
felt the blood rush to my face and other places. Yeah, I remembered my
last time with Brad very clearly.


*   Scene 3   *
Daniel Ward

"Did you thank Mr. Martinez?" my mom asked giving me "the look."

"Yes, Mom," Caleb and I responded.

"Actually, Tabby, I asked the boys to call me David. I hope you don't
mind," David said shaking my mom's hand.

"Oh, goodness, no. My... the descriptions didn't do you justice," my mom
said in a tone I'd never heard from her before. It was all breathy, and
she just stood there frozen, staring at David and not letting go of his
hand.

"You have two, absolutely brilliant boys. They were delightful." David
gave Caleb, and then me a dark, sexy look that made me chub up in
seconds. But I was still a little miffed that I hadn't had a chance with
him. Though I was still on a great high from finding out Ethan was into
me. I snickered as the thought of him literally being inside me came back
making my heart race.

"Well, thank you for being so kind and feeding them. Teenage boys will
eat you out of house and home."

"They certainly will."

I bit my lip as I saw David wink at Caleb. My brother had turned bright
red, and his eyes were huge. I figured they weren't talking about eating
spaghetti.

"I was planning lunch for 1:00 tomorrow. Will that work for you and your
son?" Mom asked.

"That will be great. Thank you again. Jon and I will bring the bikes over
then, when it's not pouring buckets." He looked back over his shoulder at
the deluge. "See you tomorrow boys." David gave a wave and stepped back
out into the rain.

I might have been holding my breath as Mom closed the door then fell back
against it and sighed.

"Oh. My. God. Really guys? I am so sorry I doubted you! When you said Mr.
Martinez was the hottest guy you'd ever seen I thought you were
exaggerating." She fanned herself, then gave us a big smile. "I want to
hear ALL about it, every nasty detail. But first, Mommy needs some alone
time. Why don't you boys settle in and I'll be back in a bit."

I watched as Mom practically ran up the stairs and then I heard their
bedroom door shut.

"That was sort of creepy," Caleb said looking up the stairs.

"Guess she liked Mr. Martinez, huh?"

"Duh." Caleb turned and walked into the kitchen.

I joined him and pulled a soda out of the fridge. "I sorta hate you right
now, Caleb."

"Why? What'd I do?" Caleb squeaked.

"You got David, and I was kinda hoping..."

Caleb snorted. "Fuck. I'm not apologizing. It was... incredible."

"Thanks. Not helping."

"Yeah? So what did you do while I was upstairs? From how you smell, I
don't think you were playing games the whole time. You get it on with
'Ethan Jensen'?" Caleb teased drawing out Ethan's name dramatically.

"So what if I did?" I couldn't keep the smile off my face.

"Dude! Isn't he the one you were just telling me about?"

"Yeah." Even to me, I sounded sappy. "He wants to see me again."

Caleb snorted. "Which parts of you?"

"Jerk. So what happened?" I asked.

"I'll tell you when I tell Mom. No point in going through it twice."
Caleb pulled out a bag of chips and jumped up, so he was sitting on the
counter.

"You promise to tell me the extra bits you don't tell her?"

"Maybe I'll show you..." Caleb gave me a smile, and my mind started to
spin, wondering what he meant. Did David say something? I hadn't told
Caleb or Mom what Jon had whispered. It was like I could still feel the
heat of his breath when he'd whispered my ass was made for dick and that
I wanted his dad. He'd known without me saying a word.

I was about to ask him what he meant when Mom came into the room.

"Caleb Ward, get your bottom off my counter!"

"What? It's clean."

"Where are your manners? Now, into the other room and tell me
everything."

I spent the next several minutes recounting what happened. I went first
and other than a gasp and wide eyes when I described Eros showing up, I
didn't get too much of a reaction. Mom "oohed and awed" over me
connecting with Ethan-she knew I had a crush on him. But it was pretty
anti-climactic.

Then it was Caleb's turn. Oh, goodness. I thought my dick was going to
burst through my jeans. Mom had to stop him and get a glass of water and
still fanned herself through most of the story. I was sort of surprised
she didn't ask questions, but then again from her expression I wasn't
sure she could.

Caleb finally wrapped up saying that Jon and Jake had helped him get
dressed before they all came downstairs.

"Sweetie, are you okay with everything that happened?" Mom asked.

I could hear the concern and worry in her voice, even with as strained
and raspy as it came out. Hearing Caleb recount his "adventure" to mom
was probably one of the most embarrassing moments in my life. Probably
worse because he didn't seem bothered at all and seemed oblivious to the
effect it had on both of us. I also understood why she was worried, that
was a lot for a first time experience.

"It was... amazing! Yeah, I'm way beyond okay with it." Caleb was more
excited and animated than I'd seen him since Christmas morning.

"I can only imagine..." Mom's voice trailed off as if she weren't even
talking to us. "Well, don't stay up too late. We have church in the
morning then the Martinez's will be joining us for lunch."

"Where's Dad?"

"He's out with his buddies. I don't expect him home until late." Mom
started closing up-which was weird considering how early it was.

"Can we watch a movie down here?" Caleb asked.

"Sure. I'm turning in early. Night boys."

I watched the stairs until I heard the sound of the door close.

"Hey, you wanna fuck?" Caleb asked.

"What?" I turned to look at my little brother in shock. I had to have
heard him wrong.

"Forget the movie, I wanna eat your ass out and fuck you."

"Caleb? What's gotten into you? We're brothers." Sure we'd done some
stuff and told each other everything but...

"With needs." Caleb's look made my stomach do flips. I was getting really
warm, and my cock was trying to escape again. I couldn't believe I was
even considering letting my brother... but then... his hand ran over my
bulge, and I let out a moan.

"Yeah, you want dick. I know you do." Caleb squeezed my crotch and then
slid his hand around to my ass. "We can practice, so you know how to take
care of Evan."

The next hour seemed more like a dream. And now, here I was begging for
him to fuck me. He'd rimmed, licked, sucked, and tongue fucked me until I
was a lust-driven wreck. The way he went at my ass was almost desperate.

"Please, Caleb. Just do it!"

I felt him slide in and groaned as I gripped the bed. There was no pain,
no burn just an incredible glide of flesh. It filled a need I didn't even
know existed. Once he was all the way in he leaned down, pressing his
body into my back and bit my shoulder.

"Best ass ever, Danny. I think you'll be my favorite."


*   Scene 4   *
David Martinez

"I didn't even know you still had that," Jon said as he helped me strap
the bike into the rack.

"Why wouldn't I? We still have our bikes, and I figured someday you may
want to go out riding again."

"Yeah, I guess. So, do you have a plan?"

"Not really beyond what we talked about. We need to make sure we finish
with Caleb and Dan and give them complementary desires. And we have to
come up with a way to trigger Mr. Ward's lust. Once we've got something
to work with, the rest shouldn't be too hard. Then we'll need to come up
with a way to get to the uncles."

"Okay. So are you taking the lead or am I?"

"Let's see how things go and who has the opportunity. I'm thinking I
should, not because I'm any more experienced. I just don't trust him." I
saw Jon had gone conservative for our lunch date. A polo and khakis. "Is
Jake coming over later?"

"No. He has to work, and we decided it might be good to take a breather
and make sure we're not rushing things."

"Ha, yeah, I guess. You need to do whatever makes you guys comfortable."

"Can I ask? Is Dean moving in?"

"What?" I turned to Jon as I finished fastening the bike. "No. He's... I
mean... um, he's still married, Jon."

Jon snorted and gave me a disbelieving look. "You two are so in love. You
can't keep your hands off each other. Who are you kidding?"

I opened my mouth to argue but closed it again. He was right. "How about
if I go with 'someday'?"

"Right... Dean and Ethan coming over for dinner?"

"No. They have stuff to do. Not sure when they'll be over again. They're
in the middle of finals and getting ready for graduation, so they've got
to focus on that. Hey, did you remember to get your suits?"

"Yup. Jake and I picked them up yesterday when we were out." Jon pulled
out his phone. "We're right on time. You ready?"

"Yeah." I took a deep breath and climbed into the SUV. The Wards only
lived a few blocks away, so it didn't take long. Jon helped me get the
bikes up to their front porch, and I prepared myself for a very unusual
afternoon before ringing the bell.

The door opened, and a very attractive woman with strawberry blond hair
and a huge smile greeted us.

"Oh, my. You have to be the Martinez men."

"Good afternoon, I'm David and this is my son Jon. You are?"

"I'm Paula Castle. Guess you'd say a friend of the family. Please, come
in."

I then heard another voice and an equally attractive Mrs. Ward stepped in
with hand extended. "I'm so glad you could make it."

I shook hands and handed her the bottle of wine I brought with us. "I
know it's a bit early for wine, but thought you could save it for a
special evening with Mr. Ward."

Paula gave an inelegant snort, and Jon nudged me giving a pointed glance
at Paula.

I picked it up on it right away once I paid attention. Paula was in love
with Tabby Ward. And she didn't much care for Mr. Ward.

"I'm going to go pop those rolls into the oven then I think my work is
done here." Paula gave us a nod and headed to the kitchen.

"Is there anything we can help you with?"

"No, please sit down and relax. You're the guests." Tabby pointed us into
the living room, but I followed her into the kitchen instead.

"Please, I'd rather help. What can I do?"

Tabby gave me a curious expression. "Sure, how are you at cutting
vegetables for the salad?"

"Great. Haven't lost any fingers yet," I joked wiggling my fingers at
her.

She set out the knife, cutting board and then went to pull the other
stuff out of the refrigerator. "I'm not used to men offering to help."

Paula snorted again. "That's the truth. Though the boys are learning. I'm
done here, love. I'll see you tonight at the church." She gave a quick
hug to Tabby before turning back to me. "It was a pleasure meeting you,
Mr. Martinez."

"David, please. And the pleasure was mine." I watched her leave wondering
what the story was. She lit up whenever she looked at Tabby, and her
voice had real warmth when she mentioned the boys. Huh... I turned back
to my chore and tried to pick up what Tabby was feeling. Interesting.

"I love cooking," I said, "though I need a lot more training. I was
always the sous chef. Megan did most of the actual cooking." I felt a
stab of sadness at the memory. But I also realized it wasn't as bad
anymore and that it triggered thinking of Dean and how maybe we could
learn to cook together.

"I'm so sorry for your loss."

"Hey, it's okay. So diced for salad, right?"

"Yes."

I could feel her staring at me. I turned and she had her arms crossed,
leaning back against the counter. "My goodness. It's a woman's dream.
Gorgeous man in my kitchen, and actually helping."

"Hmph. I think you need higher standards. Why aren't Dan and Caleb
helping?"

"They're up changing. I know how those two eat and I didn't want them
spilling on their church clothes. I don't know, maybe I gave up too
easily." Tabby went back to working at the stove taking out some obvious
frustration on some innocent potatoes. "It was different when we were
first married. Better, not perfect, but better. I'm not sure what
happened."

"You need some joy in your life."

"I have my boys."

"And they're getting older. Soon they'll be going off to college. Then
what?" I'd finished the carrots and celery and began work on the pepper.

"I try not to think about that. But you have Jon, you know what it's
like. Seeing them happy... it's... so good."

"Agreed. But you need to do something for you. Tell me about Paula."

"What? Paula? What's she got to do..." Her eyes went wide, and she let
out a little gasp.

All I'd done was raise an eyebrow - so okay, I am not good at poker
faces. "Yeah, love god."

"I... um..." Tabby stuttered opening the cupboards in search of
something.

"I'm going to give you unsolicited advice. After lunch, let the boys and
me do clean-up. You, go after Paula and tell her how you feel. And none
of this you're my best friend cover story you've been using. Tell her the
truth."

Her face turned bright red. "But, what if she laughs or worse gets angry
and throws me out?"

"Not gonna happen. But, you might want to freshen up before you head over
to her place." I gave her a wink and Tabby's eyes went wide. "Seize the
opportunity Tabby. Your husband is going to be occupied keeping your boys
happy. No reason you can't be satisfied too. You two would be good for
each other. And longer term, I think she'd be good to have around for the
boys."

"But James..."

I turned to face her. "I'll make sure James takes good care of you, and
the boys. I can make sure he fulfills his husbandly duty, but you deserve
more. You 'need' what Paula has to offer. James's dick isn't going to
fill the void. Honestly, she needs you too."

She was quiet while scooping the mashed potatoes into a bowl. "James
tries. I know he still loves me and the sex isn't bad. But he's changed.
I thought I loved him enough to make up for it. He didn't always have the
dark edge."

"And when Jon and I are done, you probably won't even see that darkness.
We'll make sure it's redirected, so neither you nor the boys have to
worry."


*   Scene 5   *
David Martinez

"I think that's the last of it, Dad," Jon said hanging up the dish towel.

"So now what?" Dan asked.

I couldn't help smile at the eager look on the boys' faces. Lunch had
some awkward moments, but the food was excellent, and Dan and Caleb
didn't even flinch at having to help clean up. Though I could see the
nervous tick as James waited for me to comment on his lack of
participation.

"Now we get your dad upstairs and fix this once and for all. Before we
do, sit down. We need to go over a few things." I waited until Jon and
the brothers sat at the kitchen table and then took a seat opposite.

"Jon and I can make sure you are safe with your dad and redirect his less
desirable interests; however, it's important to know there are limits."

"What do you mean?" Dan asked.

"I mean he's still your dad, and there are people out there who won't
understand and who have way too much hate in their souls. You have to be
careful - even in Bacchus Springs."

"Okay," Caleb said nodding. "I get that. Wouldn't want him to get
arrested and have us end up living under a bridge."

"Not exactly what I was going for but, yeah. You both have to put on a
good show in public. Even behind closed doors, I want you to be careful.
You must never do anything that would cause harm or injury or put anyone
in danger."

"Got it," Dan said glancing at Caleb who was nodding in agreement.

"You both have to act responsibly. Doesn't mean you can't embarrass or
even humiliate him but don't be cruel. You want to share him with people
you trust and are sure can keep the secret that's okay. I don't care if
you pimp him out, but always be 'safe.'"

"What about Mom?" Dan asked.

"What do you mean?"

"What if he realizes she talked to Bacchus and Dad gets angry and takes
it out on her?" Dan asked.

"He's got a bad temper," Caleb added.

"Don't worry. Jon and I will take care of that. So, you two ready?"

"What exactly are we going to do? Do you hypnotize him or somethin'?"
Caleb asked.

"Nah, much better than that. We need there to be lots of lust and sex
works best for that, then we make suggestions," Jon explained.

"You are both going to have sex with Dad? That's so not fair." Danny
looked put out as he crossed his arms and glared.

Jon gave me a big smile before he reached over and gripped Dan's
shoulder. "I think we'll need you and your brother to help."

The look was skeptical, but at least the corners of Dan's mouth turned up
a little.

I was the first into the living room and saw that James was sitting on
the couch flipping channels.

"Everything's cleaned up. Would you like to join us, James?" I asked.

"Join you?" James asked setting down the remote.

"Yeah, I thought you might at least like to watch. I'm going to fuck your
son." I started toward the stairs without pausing. I wasn't exactly sure
how he'd take the bold "in your face" approach.

"You're what?" James shouted. "No way in hell that monster of yours'll
fit in his ass. And wait, which son?"

"Either. Both. Haven't decided yet. You enjoyed it though, didn't you
James? You liked having my cock up your ass, right?" Okay so which son
wasn't the place I expected him to go, but he didn't seem either angry or
shocked.

I turned back and watched his eyes dart frantically to his sons while his
face blossomed red. Maybe he didn't want them to know I'd already fucked
him. Too bad.

"Well, if it wasn't good enough or memorable enough to remember. Maybe
you should stay down here and watch TV." I knew from his thoughts the
lust had already started to burn. He liked the idea of watching his sons
take it up the ass.

"No, sorry. I remember, and I'd like to watch."

I looked into the boy's bedrooms when we got upstairs and realized they
were a little small for what I wanted. While Danny had a full-sized bed,
I saw that James and Tabby had a king. Much more suitable for what I had
planned. I'm sure she'll forgive me since it's all for a good cause.

"Hey, James. Let's use your bed."

"Um... sure."

I pulled the comforter and the top blanket and sheet off the bed and
threw them in the corner then grabbed a chair and positioned it at the
corner where James would have a good view. I turned back and began
unbuttoning my shirt as I kicked off my shoes.

"You'll sit there, James. But take your shirt and pants off first.
Actually, if you want to watch you should be naked." I saw him hesitate,
but I knew how badly he wanted to see this. Little did he know he'd be
the one getting fucked before we were done.

"Where do you want us?" Dan asked nervously.

I pulled Jon over and whispered. "You help get them naked while I work on
James." Then I responded to Dan. "Jon will show you."

Jon began undressing before he moved over to help Caleb and Dan.

I stepped up behind James and placed my hands on his shoulders before
sliding them around over his barrel chest and inside his shirt. I
unbuttoned a couple buttons then massaged his furry chest, finding his
nipples and teasing them.

"You do remember what it felt like, don't you, James?" I pressed my
erection into his full ass - still covered by his slacks.

"Yes." His voice came out in a low rumble.

"You have two gorgeous boys. Look at those smooth lean bodies, cute round
asses just waiting to be split open. It turns you on to think about them
getting fucked, doesn't it, James?" I whispered as one hand pulled and
tugged at the hard nipple while my other hand unfastened his belt. The
shirt was completely open now, and I slid it off his shoulders.

"Yes."

"I'm going to fuck your son and breed his pretty ass. Then when I'm done
with him, you're going to get your tongue in him and lick it all out."

James moaned in response, and I slid his pants down. "Boxers? No, James.
Toss 'em all. From now on, jock straps, open back, or nothing." I gave a
push of compulsion with the command then slid them off of him.

"Sit and watch. Don't touch your dick," I ordered.

Jon came up to me and whispered. "Dad, Dan really wants you. Just thought
you'd want to know."

Dan was naked and looking at me hopefully. I approached him as I saw Jon
do the same with Caleb.

"You okay with this?"

Dan nodded, and his eyes trailed up my body getting wider and darker as
he took me in. His tongue licked along his lower lip, and he made a sweet
moan.

I have to keep reminding myself not to let it go to my head. But having
someone totally lust out just looking at you is pretty freaking amazing.
More so when you could read their thoughts and taste the lust.

I tipped Dan's head up with my finger on his chin and kissed him. His
lips were soft, and he tasted as sweet as he smelled. He'd already
started filling out, and I wouldn't be surprised he ended up being a jock
like Jake. Okay, fuck, don't think about Jake. My cock had immediately
gone rock-hard. But a trendier cut and some highlights in Dan's light-
brown hair and he'd be a knock-out. Caleb might be prettier but Dan...

His hands wrapped around my cock and began stroking and exploring.

"Geez, it's big," Dan said in awe.

"No bigger than Jon's and you already know that fit just fine."

Dan looked up into my eyes, his beautiful browns sparkling and gave me a
blinding smile. "Yeah..."

I pushed him back onto the bed and let my hands explore the teen's body.
He might look like the boy next door, but his body was made for sex. I
kissed down his chest giving special attention to his nipples then down
until I could bury my nose in his silky pubic hair. It smelled so good.
He must have had some leakage because I could smell it. I kissed his cock
and licked it from bottom to top, all the way around until I took the
head in my mouth and sucked.

I looked up to see him staring down at me. Poor guy was totally lust-
drunk. I'd have to ask Jon later, but if he had reinforced Dan's
attraction to me, that might be helping him ramp up faster. I loved the
taste of his pre-cum. It was sweet with just a hint of salty. I licked
over his balls which weren't shaved but hadn't developed much hair yet.
His taint and ass were smooth.

I dipped my tongue toward his hole, and Dan gasped and jerked.

"Hey, you okay with me rimming you?"

Dan nodded rapidly and gripped the headboard while lifting his knees to
his chest.

Well, guess that's a clear sign. I was still learning and would be the
first to admit that even Ethan was much more skilled than I, but Dan
still seemed to enjoy my attention. I tried to remember what Matthew and
Blaze had done for me and repeat it on Dan's tender hole. I used both the
flat of my tongue as well as the tip when I slid inside him to keep
things interesting.

"Okay, okay, can you fuck me now... please," Dan pleaded.

Maybe I wasn't as bad as I'd thought. I leaned up and kissed Dan,
wrapping him in my arms. Jon must have heard because he slid the lube
over to me. I picked it up and dripped some onto Dan's tiny little hole
then began working it in.

"You watching James? Isn't this the prettiest little pucker you've ever
seen?" I looked at Dan's dad and saw the raw need in his eyes. More
importantly, his lust had built to a raging fire. I watched James's eyes
as I slid a finger inside his son.

"So damn tight. You wanna feel?"

James nodded, standing and coming over to stand beside us. His cock was
hard, and a stream of pre-cum trailed behind as he moved. I took his
hand, put some lube on his finger and guided it, so it teased the little
puckered opening. I pushed it in, letting him feel how hot and tight Dan
was.

"Good, right? I'm going to enjoy fucking him. You think he'll like it as
much as you did?"

James startled, and I saw the conflict in his eyes. Maybe he didn't want
his sons to know how much he liked taking my dick. Not that it mattered.
I saw Jon watching and knew he was thinking the same thing as I. It was
time to feed.

"Sit back down, James. Danny, I'll be right back." I climbed off the bed
and stood beside James. His eyes glued to my cock. "Get me ready, James.
Take it in your mouth and get me nice and wet." I used just a bit of
compulsion.

James reached out and stroked me, his hand barely able to wrap around my
shaft. He glanced up as he lowered his mouth and took the head of my dick
into his mouth and began to suck and lave it with his tongue - leaving a
trail of spit behind.

"Fuck, you're so huge." His voice was barely above a whisper.

"Yeah, and you're going to watch all of it disappear into your boy's ass.
Jon, come over and let James get you ready too. Not fair for Caleb not to
get a little action."

James took Jon in hand and did the same pulling back and looking at the
monster cock in his hand. "It's... identical."

I knew we at least tasted different but then again my senses were no
longer human, and James hardly counted as a connoisseur. I moved back to
the bed and stifled a laugh when I saw Caleb excitedly waiting for Jon.
His ass up in the air wiggling in anticipation. Dan, on the other hand,
looked a little more anxious.

I dribbled more lube down his crack and went to work with my fingers,
making sure he was relaxed and ready. If I hadn't paused after the
rimming, I think he'd have done better. After a minute or two, his body
was responding, and he began moaning and pushing back to get more
sensation.

"Fuck YES!" Caleb cried out. I turned to see Jon bottoming out in the
twink's body. I knew how good Caleb felt wrapped around 'my' dick so was
sure Jon was in a happy place.

"Don't forget to feed," I reminded him. It was surprisingly easy to get
caught up in the pleasure and forget.

Jon gave me a smile and a grin as he began moving. I turned my attention
back to Dan, and rubbed my shaft up and down his crack, teasing his
twitching hole. Each pass I lingered a little longer pushing against his
opening. I swear I could see my mojo working - his little rosebud was
opening on its own, trying to suck me in.

I gently pushed and slid past the tight ring of muscle.

"Ohhhh, crap!" Dan panted.

"Relax," I said with compulsion. "I'm no bigger than Jon. Give your body
a moment to catch up. I'm not moving until you're ready."

"'kay."

"James, you want to come over for a closer view?"

He stood right beside me. His heart was pounding loudly enough I could
hear it. His eyes were glued to where my cock was breaching Dan's ass.

Dan let out an audible sigh, and without any effort, I slid farther
inside. "That's the way, stud." I pulled back a little and then slid in
again. Over and over until I was all the way inside his silky, hot
tunnel. His body caressed every inch of my shaft.

"Fuck," James muttered.

"You have two absolutely stunning sons, James. And now that I've been
inside both I can say they have perfect man pussies. Made for fucking,
just like yours."

James stepped back and returned his chair.

Guess I better take my own advice. I opened myself to the lust and began
feeding from Dan. It tasted amazing. I rolled the lust across my palate
as I fucked him. Time to give back. Can you hear me Dan?

"Mmmmm-hmmm," Dan moaned.

I ran through the conversation I'd had with Jon on what he'd done with
Dan. I could feel that his desire to be fucked and bred was already
topped off. But I could reinforce his desire and pleasure at fucking
other men - not just his dad and uncles. So that's where I started. Then
to deal with Caleb. Danny, from now on Caleb is one of your favorite
lovers. You'll gladly bend over and give yourself to him whenever and
wherever it's safe to do so. And when he wants to be the one getting
fucked you'll do your very best. You and Caleb will always take care of
each other.

I didn't need to do much more where his dad was concerned. Jon had
already taken care of that. But there was still so much lust... Jon was
already taking care of Caleb and Danny was horny enough I didn't really
need to feed more back into him.

James's heavy breathing reminded me that he was still there, still
watching. I pressed my chest down against Dan's back and wiggled my hips
when I was buried deep inside him. I licked along Dan's ear and
whispered. "Want to fuck your dad, while I'm buried deep in your ass?"

Dan's response wasn't coherent, but since I knew what he was thinking, I
took it as a yes.

"James, get on your hands and knees on the bed."

"But... why?"

"Dan wants to fuck you, that's why." I watched for a reaction and was
surprised when James got into position without even pausing. Maybe my
powers were stronger than I realized. Sure I'd used my mojo to reinforce
his need to be fucked and most especially by Dan, but somehow I hadn't
expected it to actually work.

I pulled out of Dan and kissed him before grabbing the lube and getting
James's furry hole ready for his son.

"That's it, James. Open up for me." I pushed one, then two fingers in
getting him nice and slick. I reached under him and stroked his cock
getting it slick as well. "You ready?"

"Yes, please..." James looked over his shoulder at Dan and licked his
lips.

"You heard him, Dan. Get your dick in there. Once you're balls deep, I'll
get in behind you."

Dan was surprisingly gentle and took his time getting his uncut dick in
James's hairy ass. He gave a couple of slow thrusts eliciting
appreciative moans from his dad. Dan reached out and took my hand and
pulled me toward him.

"No rush." I added some more lube and stroked myself making sure I was
well coated before I slid back into place. Dan leaned over his dad's back
and groaned as I seated myself deep inside him. "So good. Don't worry,
I'm not likely to fall out. Move as much as you want."

Dan began sliding forward and back fucking his dad while fucking himself
on my cock. I hadn't been paying a lot of attention to Jon and Caleb but
could feel that Caleb was close to orgasm.

"Caleb, why don't you get in front of your dad and let him suck you off."

"Where do you want me?" Jon asked.

"For now, get in behind Caleb and keep your dick inside his ass."

I had to trust that Jon had finished the "adjustments" with Caleb and
focus on James. That was the purpose of this visit after all. I fed off
Dan and James's combined lust and fed it back into James. First was
making sure that all the protections and needs I'd given him for Dan also
applied to Caleb. Next were dealing with Caleb's particular needs. He'd
need to be a human dildo for his son, giving him pleasure and taking care
of his needs.

"James, you will protect your boys and your wife and provide for them.
You will be the 'picture-perfect' husband and father. You will satisfy
all their sexual needs and keep them safe. You will not allow your
brothers to harm, coerce, or use them in any way. Behind closed doors,
you are their sex slave. Your body is theirs to use. Do you understand?"

"Yes," James gasped around Caleb's cock.

I knew I didn't need to speak out loud, but I thought it would help Dan
and Caleb if they heard it as well. "James, any anger, frustration,
resentment, any negative emotions will be directed to your brothers and
those who would harm your family. Never your wife or sons."

"Mmmm-hmmm."

I saw Jon looking at me over Caleb's shoulder.

"I miss anything?" I tried to get the words out clearly, but Dan had me
really close.

"We're good. I can't..." Jon began, and I could see the strain in his
face from holding back his orgasm.

"Me either." I pushed all the remaining lust back into James as my cock
exploded deep in Dan's ass. That was all it took for Dan to do likewise
and I felt his body tighten and squeeze as he blew his load in his dad's
ass.

From what I sensed and the sounds they were making I was pretty sure
Caleb had given his dad a mouthful while Jon creamed Caleb's guts.

I ran my hands up and down Dan's back and enjoyed the feeling of being
buried deep inside him for a minute before I pulled out. I turned him
into a kiss, and he wrapped himself around me while kissing me
passionately.

"Thanks," Dan whispered.

"Believe me, it was my pleasure," I whispered back nipping his lower lip.
I hugged him tightly and licked at the tender skin on his neck. "You ever
want a rematch, you're always welcome at my place."

Dan pulled back and looked me in the eyes. His pretty brown eyes were
wide in total disbelief.

I kissed him again, claiming his mouth with my tongue. I slipped my hand
down to cup his ass and teased along his opening. "No. I am not kidding.
Besides, you may just run into Ethan when you're there."

Dan hugged me burying his face in my neck this time. "Thank you."

I felt a little guilty at the emotions pouring off of him. Didn't he
realize I was getting the better part of this deal? A sweet, young teen
ass to fuck and the tastiest lust and seed to feed my hunger. I should be
the one thanking him.

Jon turned Caleb around and positioned him until James was eating out
Jon's load.

"When your dad's done with Caleb, get up there and let him lick you out."

While James finished licking out his son's hole, I fingered and stroked
him to keep him on edge.

"It's your turn, Caleb. Get your dick in that creamy hole," Jon said
guiding Caleb behind his dad.

I took the opportunity to position Dan so James could keep up his tongue
work.

"Got another sweet hole to clean. I know how much you love sucking down
another man's cream." I ran my hands over James's back then underneath to
play with his nipples. He groaned and arched at my attention but didn't
once let his tongue move away from the nectar in Dan's ass.

Jon was now stroking James's leaking prick. Not enough to get him off,
just enough to keep him on edge as his younger son discovered how good
his dad's hole felt wrapped around his dick.

"Good, isn't it Caleb?" I asked.

He gave me a smile and offered a fist bump. "Real good. But I'd rather
have you or Jon inside me."

I leaned in and kissed him. "Me too."

Caleb didn't last all that long and was soon blowing his boy juice into
James's innards while his dad's face was still buried in his brother's
ass.

"Go ahead, Jon. You're next." I helped Caleb to the side and then licked
up his still creamy dick, enjoying the taste of his seed and Dan's.

"That's so hot. Do I look that good with Jon's dick in my ass?"

I watched Jon's huge beast split the furry globes of James's buttocks and
had to agree it looked hot. "You are so much hotter, Caleb. Seeing that
big ol' cock in your cute little bum is a major turn on."

"Yeah? As good as having yours inside me."

"That's not even worth answering, of course not." I leaned in and kissed
him. "You let me know if it looks as sexy when I fuck your dad, okay?"

"Shit, you going to?"

"Mmm-hmm. And I want you to watch."


*   Scene 6   *
Jon Martinez

I stared at the TV screen in a daze. I think my brain was still
struggling to process everything that had happened in the last couple of
weeks. I reminded myself that while it was pretty unbelievable and maybe
a bit fucked up, it was good. Like mind-blowing good.

I saw Dad moving around in the kitchen getting us drinks. Damn, he was
gorgeous. I saw the screen had faded and realized I still hadn't pulled
up our show. I quickly flipped to the 'continue watching' and cued it to
start.

"Here ya go," Dad said handing me a soda.

"Thanks. To a great day!" I said holding my glass up. Dad clinked his
into mine and gave me a big smile.

"Yeah, weird but good."

"Dad, lately, every day can be described as 'weird.'"

He laughed, and it made me feel so good. After mom died, I wasn't sure
I'd ever see him happy again or hear that deep rumbling laugh.

"You need to call Dean before we start?"

"Nah, we're going to Facetime later."

"Ooooooh, Facetime sex."

He laughed again. "Yeah, probably. Not saying that's the plan..."

"I love seeing you happy."

"What about Jake?"

"He was doing family stuff. Sunday night is a big deal at their house.
Ben usually comes over, and his mom makes a big dinner. We'll probably
catch up tomorrow after I get home from work."

"You excited?" Dad asked.

"A little nervous. Not sure what to expect or what I'll be doing. Can't
imagine checking people into the resort will fill the time."

My phone started to vibrate, and I pulled it out to see who was calling.

"Jake?"

"Nope. Liam. You mind?"

"Not at all, take your time."

I accepted the call and walked into the kitchen. "Hey, Liam. What's up?"

"You tell me. You never call anymore. Don't you love me, Jon?"

"Ha ha. Asshat. You could have called me. What makes you think I've done
anything interesting? So, Cuz, you out of the closet yet?"

"Fuck you too. I'm in the backyard. Noah is over at a friend's house so
we can talk without any irritating interruptions."

"How you doing... you seeing anyone?" I asked wondering how the whole
Cassie thing was going.

"Nah. No time. I'm done with all my finals since most of my classes were
AP. Just killing time until graduation. Wish you guys could be here, but
we only get two guests. The little shit can't even come. How about you?
You have your date with jock-boy?"

"Yeah..." Shit that came out way too sappy.

"Oh dude. Did I hear chirpy birds and little hearts circling?"

"Maybe. The date was amazing."

"Important shit first. Does he have a sister?"

"No, just a brother. But I have met some really nice girls. But I don't
know, Liam, you're a bit of a douchebag. Not sure it would be good for my
image for them to know I'm associated with you."

"Fuck you! I could be a damned good wingman. We pinky swore we'd watch
out for each other. Did you forget?"

"Nah, just pulling your chain. I think you should visit. It's not nearly
as much of a Podunk town as I expected."

"Did you check to see if they have lead in the water? 'Cause I'm thinking
you're not quite right in the head," Liam said.

"Could be. So everything else okay?" I asked.

"Maybe not. I'm not sure, but I think something's going down. Mom and Dad
are acting strange and keep having these 'quiet' conversations. If I
overheard right, I think some big Atlanta company is doing a buyout of
the firm where Dad works."

"Did you ask?"

"No, shit for brains. I was eavesdropping through the door, I couldn't
ask."

"Wow. Sorry."

"Yeah. Crap, Mom's calling for me. Gotta go."

"Take care, Cuz."

"Talk to you later." Liam ended the call, and just as I was about to
slide it in my pocket, it buzzed again.

"Hello," I answered without even looking at who called.

"Hi sexy," Jake's voice purred.

I leaned against the counter and sighed. "Hey. I missed you."

"Missed you too. Can't wait to wrap myself around you again."

"Hmmm. Sounds nice." I adjusted myself in my sweats.

"I can't talk long, they're waiting for me. Just wanted to let you know I
love you and was thinking about you all day."

"Me too. Can we talk tomorrow?"

"Um, I have to work until seven but maybe... if you're okay with it... I
could like stop over after," Jake suggested.

"Even better. So I'll see you then?" I asked.

"Definitely. Love you."

"Love you too, Jake." I ended the call feeling both sad and excited.

"All good?" Dad asked when I dropped onto the couch.

I told Dad about Liam's worry and then about the quick call with Jake.

"You okay sleeping in my bed tonight?" Dad asked.

"Just try and keep me out."

"Ha. Yeah, not gonna happen. Maybe we can distract each other from
missing our men?"

"It'll take some serious work, but I like a challenge." I leaned into
Dad, scooting between his legs as I leaned my back against his chest. As
soon as I was in place, he wrapped his arms around me, and his hands slid
into my sweats. Okay... this was great for distraction, but I wasn't sure
how much attention I'd be giving to our show.


*   Scene 7   *
David Martinez

"Mr. Martinez, Drew Prentice is here for your meeting," Mrs. Cokesbury
announced.

Of course she didn't knock before opening the door. Who would think of
such a thing? I swear the old shrew could suck the life out of turnip.
Huh... I wonder if vampires are real? Nah, she's more of a witch.

"Thank you, please ask him to come in. Oh, and next time, Mrs. Cokesbury,
please knock before opening the door."

She grunted and glared at me. Damn, I hated that woman. I heard her
asking Drew to go in.

A young guy, maybe early twenties tentatively poked his head in the door.

"Is now still a good time, Mr. Martinez?" Drew Prentice asked.

"Sure, come on in, and please, call me David."

"Yes, sir. Um. My boss asked me to talk to you about the forecast and go
over how to make changes."

"That's fine. Please sit down." I directed him to the small table in my
office and sat down beside him. He was a nice looking young man. Boy next
door type. Average build, brown hair, blue eyes and an adorable smile
that appeared to be too afraid to manifest fully. But most surprisingly
he didn't have Bacchus's mark. He wasn't part of the flock.

"I guess, um, Mr. Bacchus indicated that there were going to be some
changes and that we should talk to you to get things squared away." He
didn't look at me as he spoke, it almost seemed that he looked everywhere
but.

"Bacchus didn't really give me a budget or tell me what my limits were,"
I confessed.

Drew gave a nervous laugh. "You don't have limits. This is just to make
sure we have an idea what to expect so we move the money around
accordingly. They try to keep most of the funds invested, so we earn
more. And we don't want to hold you up while we get cash."

"Oh, no limits huh? So dancing girls for the break room?" I teased but
felt the immediate response that indicated that didn't interest Drew in
the least. "Or... even better," I continued leaning in close, "naked
dancing boys." I saw his eyes glance at me for just a second and felt the
wave of lust. Oh, yeah, he liked that.

Drew burst out laughing and turned a bright shade of red. "I like the way
you think."

"Like minds, Mr. Prentice, like minds."

The door opened, and Mrs. Cokesbury poked her head in. "Do you need
anything?"

"No. If I need anything, I'll let you know." She glared at me and gave a
scrutinizing look at Drew who seemed to shrink under her gaze. Mrs.
Cokesbury stepped back and pulled the door closed behind her.

"You know her outside of work?" I asked.

"Yeah. She's friends with my mother." I noticed the shudder as he
responded.

"Sorry. So where were we? Oh yeah, naked dancing boys."

Drew smiled, one that reached his eyes this time. "I wish. No, we were
going to talk about what you think you'll need for the changes you
discussed with Mr. Bacchus."

"You're no fun, but fine." I noticed that he snuck another glance, his
gaze going up and down my body as he thought my attention was on the
papers in front of me.

I outlined the plan for bringing my old firm on retainer and then hiring
some additional legal staff. We did a back and forth on timing and
amounts before Drew said there were some resources that I could use to
help with the hiring process.

"I could show you on your computer, if you want?" Drew offered.

"Sure." I stood up and again wondered why someone who worked for Bacchus
wouldn't have the mark. "Drew, can I ask something?"

"Yeah."

"Do you live in Bacchus Springs?"

"Me? No. I live on the north side of Portersville with my mom."

Oh dear. He is too old and too hot to live at home. "How long have you
worked here?" Surely if he'd worked here a while, he'd still have been
brought into the fold.

"Just hit my six month anniversary."

Okay, that's strange. I'd have to ask Bacchus. Maybe I didn't understand
how things worked as well as I thought.

Drew sat down in the chair and then asked me to enter my password. I
couldn't help but get a good whiff of him as I leaned across. He smelled
delicious, roasted nuts and a hint of cinnamon. I had a mental image of
licking him from head to toe.

I tried to take a cleansing breath when I stood back up otherwise I
wouldn't be able to pay any attention to what he was saying. I also
noticed that my close proximity had increased his heart rate.

Hell, who was I kidding? I stood behind the chair as he pulled up the
Human Resources application and placed my hands on his shoulders. He
immediately stiffened.

"Relax, Drew," I said using compulsion. "You don't need to be nervous
around me. You can trust me. I'm your friend, Drew." I massaged his
shoulders as I pushed my thoughts into his mind. "You can be honest with
me, no secrets, nothing you can't share. You can be yourself with me,
Drew. I'll take care of you and make you feel so good."

Drew's body relaxed, and he tipped his head against my arm.

"Your hands feel really good," Drew whispered.

I slid them over his shoulders and over the stiff starched cotton of his
dress shirt. I palmed the firm pecs and felt his nipples harden, poking
against the cloth. I teased them gently.

"You can trust me with your body too, Drew." I could feel my words taking
hold. His body was quickly responding to me, and I knew he wanted a lot
more from me than a shoulder rub. Sadly, this was work, and I really
needed to take things slow. I didn't want to scare him off.

I pulled my hands back up and gave his shoulders a squeeze.

"So what are you showing me?"

I leaned over beside him, and the office door opened again, Mrs.
Cokesbury stepping in with a scowl. "What's going on?"

"Excuse me? Is there a reason you keep interrupting us, Mrs. Cokesbury? I
certainly didn't call you?"

"This is a place of business!" she scolded.

"Quite aware of that and if you weren't interrupting, then that's what
Mr. Prentice and I would be discussing. Please leave."

She harrumphed and left slamming the door this time.

"Crap. I'm going to hear about this when I get home," Drew said.

"About what?"

"I don't know what she'll make up this time. I've been accused of so many
things. As far as she's told my mother I've been sleeping with or trying
to get into the skirts of every woman on staff. Guess now, I'm trying to
seduce you. At least you're the right gender."

I burst out laughing and had to give myself a minute. I leaned in close
in case the witch was listening at the door. "You don't have to seduce
me. Just say the word, and I'll be all over you."

Drew turned bright red and from the lack of response - speechless. I
decided to take pity on him.

"Back to the HR thing."

"Yeah, so here you can pull up the list of job categories and positions
with descriptions. They give you the salary range, qualifications, and
stuff. Once you find the right one, if you drop it into the staffing
model on your forecast, it will automatically include the midpoint of the
pay grade.

"Cool. That will also help me do the postings. Thanks, Drew."

"If you have any other questions or need help, just call me. I'll be glad
to help. I've um, sort of been assigned to you as your budget guy. Same
if you have any questions on expenses or the reports."

"Hmm. I'm very glad you were assigned to me. I'll have to figure out who
to thank."

"Thank you," Drew said blushing. "Sometimes, I don't really feel like I
fit in here."

"Give it time, Drew. You will."

I watched him leave and felt pretty good. I could help him, but first
thing was getting him out of his mother's basement. Maybe not fair, I
didn't know that he lived in the basement.

I went to work on what he'd shown me, figuring out how many lawyers I
needed to hire and what skills I wanted. I got lost in my work and jumped
when there was a firm knock at the door.

"Come in," I called. Finally. She listened.

"I don't bloody well need you to announce me. Back off, woman." A firm
female voice said.

Not Mrs. Cokesbury then.

A striking woman strode in, turned and closed the door. She held up her
hand - pointer finger extended - as she turned back to the door and
looked at her watch. It gave me a minute to look. She could have been my
sister. Same dark hair, olive skin, and strangely I had to admit. Hot.

She pulled open the door, and Mrs. Cokesbury stumbled in.

"What did I tell you the last time? I catch you eavesdropping on me one
more time, and I will personally throw your ass on the street. Go get a
cup of coffee, take your smoke break, whatever. But don't show your face
in this office for the next thirty minutes. Got it?"

"You can't talk to me that way! I've worked here thirty years! I have
seniority," Mrs. Cokesbury blustered.

"Try me." The look on the woman's face would have shriveled a man's
balls. I was so glad it wasn't directed at me.

She slammed the door and then turned to me with a smile. It was a real
smile that reached her eyes. She walked toward me hand extended. All I
could think was 'wow.'

"David, so good to meet you in person. I'm Joanna Campbell, call me 'Jo.'
I'm the COO - we spoke on the phone during your initial interviews."

"Very pleased to meet you," I said, shaking her hand. She would have fit
right in at my old law firm. From the patent leather pumps to the
expensive gray wool suit and pearls. Her thick dark hair was pulled back
in a loose clasp. A nice change to the severe ponytail I'd seen so many
women use. There was no doubt she was a servant of Bacchus, I just
wondered what else.

She stood a moment and looked at me like I was on the auction block, her
gaze going from head to toe - I swear stripping me naked. I waited to see
if she'd ask to see my teeth.

"Explains so much."

"Pardon?" I asked looking for a clue from her dark, fiery eyes.

"Damn. You are like a walking wet dream."

"Excuse me?" That was not at all what I expected for a response, and I
was a little unnerved at how my body was responding to her. I thought
women were no longer on my menu, but I was in danger of embarrassing
myself if I got any harder. Maybe she wasn't just human either.

"Let's get the personal stuff out of the way and then we can talk
business, deal?"

"Um, sure. You're the boss."

"Not of you. You answer directly to the big man. Hmm." Her eyes zeroed in
on my crotch, and I tried to step behind the chair to hide what I thought
she was staring at.

"Honey, no way in hell you can hide that. My god, I thought he was
exaggerating. Guess not."

I wasn't sure if she was expecting a response, but at the moment I had
nothing.

"So, you've already met the rest of my family. If you didn't know. Blaze
is my son, Jed is my husband, and Ashley is my daughter."

"Oh..." Crap... so... I'd had sex with both her husband and her son and
Blaze was pretty much a regular and... shit, Ashley is Jon's...

Jo laughed and gave me another smile. "You can breathe David, I didn't
say you were in trouble."

Shit, but your husband fucked me. No, can't say that. Does she even know?

"I can see the wheels spinning, seriously relax. Blaze can't stop talking
about you, Jed can't even speak when your name comes up, and Ashley goes
all dreamy. I was curious what power you were wielding over my family.
And it's so damned obvious but you don't even get it, do you?"

"I'm sorry if I've done anything inappropriate. I swear-"

"Stop. It's too much," she got out between laughs. "David, maybe we
should sit down."

Easier said than done. I had to "adjust" myself to manage the feat, but I
could at least cross my legs and block her view.

"So, personal. You wanted to talk to me?" I said sounding much calmer
than I felt.

"First, was just meeting you in person. I've been out of the country, or
I'd have come by sooner. I am in no way upset about your relationship
with Blaze or even Jed, for that matter. Can't say I blame either of
them. They have good taste."

"Um... thank you?"

"Don't get me wrong, Jed is mine. He's an amazing husband and great
lover, but I've known since I met him that he needs men in his life and
his bed. If I thought you were a threat, things would be different, but
Bacchus assures me you have your own life-partner."

"Yeah, I do." Even thinking of Dean made me feel warm and loved.

"So what you and Jed get up to is your business. Blaze... well, he is
what he is. You'll probably be one of the more stable and good influences
in his life, so I consider that a win. And if you're half as good in the
sack as he says, I don't think there's a force on earth that could keep
him away. And now Ashley."

"I assure you-"

"Of course you don't. But she is pretty taken with your son. I was
surprised. No one has ever gotten her worked up like he has, and in such
a short time. I gather he looks like you?"

"Very much. No beard and not as much muscle but you're not going to miss
that we're related."

"Ashley said you could pass for twins."

I shrugged. "Maybe?"

"At least she's got good taste. Our grandchildren will be adorable."

Thinking of Ashley and how stunning Jo was, I had to agree. "Yeah, we're
doomed. Probably have us wrapped around their little fingers."

"I'd like to get to know your son. Bacchus thinks very highly of him, so
I take that as a very good sign. How does he feel about Ashley?"

"Confused for starters. He'd just decided he was gay and then she showed
up. Guess he's more like his old man than he thought. He'd already
decided she was going to be his best friend. He said she was really easy
to talk to and was good at getting him calmed down. I guess they share
some interests and just enjoy being together. I know they've met up a
number of times, even if they haven't actually had an official date."

"Like his old man. So you're bi?"

"Yeah, though lately I'd have said I'd found more men that caught my
attention."

She gave a pointed look at my lap.

"Maybe I won't be as left out as I thought," Jo said.

"I can tell you're a 'servant' for Bacchus. Are you something... else?"

The smile turned evil. "Sorry, just human. Can't blame your reaction on
anything 'supernatural' if that was what you were hoping."

Well shit.

"Nice to know I still got something going for me. You know it's tough
being surrounded by satyrs, nymphs, and now love gods. Makes me a little
self-conscious."

Might as well just bite the bullet. "Jo, you are stunning, and I
apologize if my body's reaction gave offense. I think that certain parts
of me now have a mind of their own and I will confess I'm still adjusting
to all the changes."

"Thank you. I appreciate your honesty. It bodes well for things working
out. Bacchus has decided that Ashley and Jon will be together, so I want
to make the best of it. I want this to work, David. I want them to be
happy and in this fucked up world, that's going to take even more effort.
I've lived it my whole life, and while I wouldn't wish being 'ordinary'
on anyone, I'll be the first to admit our lifestyle here in Bacchus
Springs presents some unique challenges."

"Tell me. Does it get any easier? How do husbands and wives not freak out
with everyone having sex with everyone else? My neighbor offered to have
sex with me and offered up her husband! It was the first time we'd even
met."

"Oh, so you met Candy? Yes, it gets easier, or at least you get to the
point of knowing and understanding what's 'normal.' If there even is such
a thing. Ashley has grown up with the culture, so that helps. She already
knows what to expect and has seen how Jed and I manage."

"I want them to be happy, and Ashley seems like a sweet girl, though I've
barely met her. It's clear where she gets her stunning looks."

"Are you sweet talking me, David?"

"No. I mean... I didn't..."

"Oh, it's fine. I'm flattered. Would you and Jon be up to having dinner
with us?"

"Sure."

"I'll talk to Jed and Ashley and set something up. Personally, having met
you, I'm feeling much better about this."

"I'm glad. But what were you expecting?"

"What anyone is likely to expect when they look at you. Pride. Arrogance.
Conceit. And a whole lot of narcissism. Not that you've shown any of
that. I can't say I understand, but I'll take it as a good thing. No
wonder Bacchus is so taken with you and your son."

"Thank you again."

"Now, down to business. Has anyone explained other duties as assigned?"
Jo asked.

"No..." I responded wondering what kind of shoe was about to be dropped.

"Depending on your skills and interests it varies. Obviously, with your
legal background, Bacchus is going to have you involved in making sure
legal services are provided and/or available to our people. I think
you've already started on some of that?"

"Yes. I'm doing some 'pro-bono' work, and we're going to hire some other
attorneys who have specific experience in family law and criminal law. My
expertise is mainly corporate, contracts, agreements, and some
intellectual property."

"Exactly. As inner circle, we're also each involved in community work and
charities. You'll be assigned some specific areas to get involved,
probably take on some board memberships, etc. One of the boards you'll be
joining is a regional business board that is helping the towns and
communities to work together to further growth and development. While
Bacchus Springs is growing faster than we can handle, some of the
surrounding towns are dying. They're losing businesses and residents
almost daily."

"Wow, hard to believe with what I've seen here."

"You'll be part of the solution. So you will know intimately what's
working and what isn't. I'm also going to pull you into our charitable
contributions group. We decide where the money goes and who gets help. It
requires meeting with community, political, and religious leaders. Any
problem with that?"

"None that I can think of," I said while I was beginning to wonder when
I'd get any real work done.

"And another area is business mentoring," Jo went on with barely a pause.
"Each of us is involved in one or more local businesses. Behind the
scenes, they're owned by Bacchus Industries or Olympus Holdings, but we
act as the front. We don't run the business but do make sure it's staffed
and show face."

"So what business do you oversee?" I asked not even able to imagine what
would fit.

"I've got the winery and distributors."

"And what are you thinking for me?" Somewhat afraid to even ask.

"A full-service bar and restaurant, with a back room strip joint and sex
club."

"Say what?"

She gave me that evil smile again. "Oh, you heard me, David. We'll start
you off there then add some other restaurants as we grow. But really,
what better place for someone who needs to feed off lust? It was
Bacchus's idea."

"And when do I do my real job?"

"Don't worry, you'll make it work. We all do. Besides think how helpful
it will be for you and Jon to have a steady stream of people coming in,
drunk and ready to party? A ready-made smorgasbord. You'll get to feed as
much as you need and most of them won't even remember. Not to mention if
you find any good ones, you can bring them into the fold. A win-win."

"I... um..."

"Well, I'll let you get back to things and drop you a text when we figure
out a date for dinner." Jo stood and headed for the door.

"Before you go, can you give me tips for dealing with her?" I asked
pointing to the door.

"How did you get stuck with that one? Did you ask for her?" Jo asked.

"Hell, no. She was here when I started. I thought I inherited her."

"Hmph. Talk to Bacchus. You really need to get rid of that shrew."

Duh, I knew that part. Now the question was how. And really, sex club?
Me? That did not sound like a good fit at all!

>> END CHAPTER NINE <<


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CHARACTERS / GLOSSARY:

* Bacchus - (As named by the Romans) Also sometimes known as Dionysus. He
is the Greek the god of the grape harvest, winemaking and wine, food and
consumption, fertility, theatre, and ecstasy and is the protector of
those who do not belong in conventional society. His wine, music, and
dance free his followers from inhibitions, self-conscious fears, and
worries to allow them to break from oppressive restraints. Legend has
that he is the son of Zeus.
* Brown, Debbie - Social Worker, sister of Megan Martinez, mother of
Oliver
* Brown, Oliver - Student, son of Debbie, cousin of Jon Martinez, nephew
of David
* Campbell, Ashley - Student, daughter of Jed and Joanna
* Campbell, Blaze - A Satyr / Servant of Bacchus, brother of Ashley, son
of Jed and Joanna
* Campbell, Jed - Servant of Bacchus, Sherriff, Married to Joanna, father
of Ashley
* Campbell, Joanna - Servant of Bacchus, COO of Olympus Holdings, Married
to Jed, mother of Ashley and Blaze
* Castle, Paula - a friend of Tabitha Ward.
* Cavanaugh, Josh - Student, son of Troy Cavanaugh
* Cavanaugh, Troy - Servant of Bacchus, Mayor of Bacchus Springs, Married
to Bobbie, father of Josh
* Carson, Trevor - Delivery man, bodybuilder. Moved to Bacchus Springs to
find a better home for his nephew.
* Carson, Tyrone - Student, nephew of Trevor.
* Dara, Chetana - A Satyr / Servant of Bacchus, daughter of Rakesh,
Sister of Sinha
* Dara, Rakesh - A servant of Bacchus, Manager of the Bacchus Springs
Resort and Spa, father of Sinha and Chetana
* Dara, Sinha, - 'Sin'- A Satyr / Servant of Bacchus, son of Rakesh,
Brother of Chetana
* Devon - A Satyr / Servant of Bacchus
* Donaldson, Benjamin, 'Ben,' 'Benny' - A Satyr / Servant of Bacchus.
College student, brother to Jake, parents are Brad and Catherine
* Donaldson, Brad - Owns the health club Mufflers, married to Catherine,
father of Jake and Benjamin
* Donaldson, Catherine, 'Cathy' - A nurse, married to Brad, mother to
Jake and Benjamin
* Donaldson, Jake - A servant of Bacchus, college student, brother to
Benjamin, parents are Brad and Catherine
* Grendle, Archibald, tailor. Older gentlemen with a socially
unacceptable taste in sexual partners.
* Harris, Ford - Servant of Bacchus, Owner and operator of Bacchus
Construction
* Jensen, Dean - Servant of Bacchus, Investments Broker/Banker, best
friend of David Martinez, married to Kelly, father of Ethan and Emma
* Jensen, Emma - Student, daughter of Dean and Kelly, older sister of
Ethan
* Jensen, Ethan - Student, son of Dean and Kelly, younger brother of Emma
* Jensen, Kelly - Teacher, Wife of Dean and mother of Ethan and Emma
* Martinez, Antonio 'Tony', Federal Employee, divorced, brother of David
and Bernardo
* Martinez, Bernardo 'Bernie', Architect, husband of Casey, father of
Liam and Noah, brother of David and Antonio
* Martinez, Casey - wife of Bernardo, mother of Liam and Noah
* Martinez, David - Servant of Bacchus, Lawyer, father of Jon
* Martinez, Jon - College student, son of David
* Martinez, Liam - Student, son of Casey and Bernardo, cousin of Jon,
older brother of Noah
* Martinez, Megan - Deceased wife of David Martinez and mother of Jon,
sister of Debbie Brown
* Martinez, Noah - Student, son of Casey and Bernardo, cousin of Jon,
younger brother of Liam
* Matthew - A Satyr / Servant of Bacchus
* Rufus - Shifter and guard for Bacchus, one of Hade's junior hounds
* Russo, Bella - Baker and mother of Ronnie
* Russo, Ronnie - Servant of Bacchus, Baker and owner of Sinful Delights,
son of Bella
* Simmons, Candy - a neighbor of David and Jon. Married to Warren with
two teenaged children
* Simmons, Warren - a neighbor of David and Jon. Married to Candy with
two teenaged children
* St. Anthony's - a hospital and insane asylum outside of Bacchus Springs
* Ward, Daniel - student, son of James & Tabitha Ward and older brother
of Caleb. Ward's Furniture Store.
* Ward, Caleb - student, son of James & Tabitha Ward and younger brother
of Daniel.
* Ward, James - Manager of Ward's Furniture Store, son of Bartholomew,
owner of Ward's Furniture. Brother of Oscar, Phillip, and Ronald Ward.
Father of Daniel & Caleb. Wife is Tabitha.
* Ward, Tabitha, 'Tabby' - office manager of Ward's Furniture. Mother of
Daniel and Caleb and wife of James.


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