Date: Tue, 27 Jan 2015 09:34:02 -0400
From: Ghost Writer <niftyghostwriter@gmail.com>
Subject: All's fair in love and war

All's Fair in Love and War


It was a beautiful, gorgeous day on Mount Olympus. But then, it was always
beautiful on mount Olympus. The very definition of paradise. The Realm of
Olympus, home of the gods, was unaffected by wind, rain or cold. Any day on
Olympus was a great day to be alive.


Especially if you were a sexy young god. Eros, the god of Love, was the son
of Aphrodite. And young, meant young by immortal god standards. Eros was
about 1800 years old... but who could keep track anymore? His slow aging
meant he looked... and acted... like a fresh faced 18 year old, by human
standards.


Eros was quite close with his mother, the goddess of beauty, but he was his
own god now, and had his own ornate home on Olympus. A beautiful spacious
villa, where he was free to be himself.


He was rarely home, preferring of course to travel the world and finding
interesting people to play with. He would pick people from feuding homes or
warring peoples, and have them fall in, just for the fun of it.


Today, though... today he was going to take it easy. He had gotten in late
the night before from attending the latest Festival of Dionysus. He had
danced, eaten a lot, and had way too much wine. Gods didn't really get hung
over... but they did get sluggish, and today was a sluggish day.


Of course, on a day after a big party, Eros also got horny. There were so
many sexy men at that party... Dionysus included... and Eros did have his share
of fun. But it was never enough for the young god of love. Eros was pretty
insatiable.


In his home, Eros was surrounded by a harem of sexy boys. These were boys
who had dedicated themselves to the service of Eros, in his temples, on
Earth, whom he had particularly found desirable. There were half a dozen of
them, with skin ranging from milky white to dark brown, and they loved and
adored the young god and his body. Days at Eros' home were spent in loving
orgies, with each boy loving all the others, and their master. Eros would
regularly wake up and call his boys to his bed... and the boys would all make
love.


Hot young cocks would fuck, and hot young lips would suck. Each and every
boy would want Eros' dick, but they waited their turn, and gave each other
pleasure.


After an hour or so of this hot, young orgy, Eros finally came and the boys
lapped it all up. The sexy, sweaty naked boys collapsed on top of each
other and played there, loving the closeness they all felt. Eros left them
there: they had earned a nice, long nap.


As for himself, he was still horny. But not for boys... for a man.


Deciding to get out of the house, Eros found a nice secluded part of
Olympus that he knew well. A hot spring, surrounded by tall trees far from
the homes of the gods, was one of Eros' favorite places to relax. He didn't
think very many others even know if it's existence. Olympus, it seemed
always had some magical surprises.


Arriving, Eros dropped his small tunic, and lowered his naked body into the
hot waters of the spring. The air was hot, the water was hot, and Eros
himself was hot. He played back, leaning against the mossy edge of the
pool, and allowed his eyes to close. And then he fell asleep.


He awoke when a shadow fell on him. Opening his eyes, he strained to see
who was standing there, interrupting his sleep, but the sun was directly
behind whoever it was, and he couldn't make them out. All he knew, was that
it was a man. A very, very well-built man.


"You look cozy."


It was Ares, the god of war. He moved to the other side of the pool, where
he came into view and was bathed in sunlight. His hair was dark and wavy,
almost shoulder-length. His face edged by a sharp, dark goatee. His
shoulders and arms were huge, and his dark chest glistened, a slight sweat
covering his short, dark chest hair. A dark treasure trail traveled down
his perfect abs and disappeared into his low-hanging, tight leather
trousers.


"How's your day going?"


Eros recalled the orgy he had woken up to, and smiled. "Oh you know how it
goes," he said, with as smirk.


Ares flashed him a wicked grin. "I do. Everyone knows how it goes, for you,
Eros."


Ares looked around, and came closer "Didn't know anyone else knew about
this spot. Mind if I join you?"


Eros' cock, all but hidden from view by the water, sprang to life. "Not
all, Ares."


Ares smiled, and undid his trousers. he lowered them, revealing his cock,
which was dark and heavy, surrounded by nice black hair. It was big, 8
inches and thick, and still very flaccid. Now this was a god.


Ares stepped into the pool and lowered himself, settling in across from
Eros, on the other bank of the pool, a few feet away. Lifting and closing
his arms over his head as he played back, he revealed perfect pits with
nice, dark hair.


Eros' cock was throbbing.


"So, get any good tail last night, boy?"


"Oh, you know it. There are always sexy times to be had. Most gods wont
fornicate with humans... but they can be pretty fun."


"Ha ha. You got that right. They can be pretty fun... but somehow. you always
end up not completely satisfied, am I right?"


"I'm never satisfied. Always looking for that next... conquest," Eros said,
smiling.


Ares smiled wickedly and moved in closer. "I must admit, Eros, I've heard
plenty of stories about you, and have often wondered if you are as good a
lover as the stories say." His hand was on Eros' thigh now, feeling the
young god's firm skin.


"I can tell you, Ares... that you wouldn't be disappointed."


"There are some things, I can say, that I haven't done very often in my
life. But then again, days like this are meant to be explored, I suppose."
His hand was now on Eros' cock, holding it, stroking it... fondling it.


Eros moaned as he got closer, placing both hands on Ares' hot, wet furry
chest. " Make love to me, god of war. Let me be yours."


Ares planted his lips on Eros' perfect mouth and the two tasted each other
for a long time. hands were everywhere... Eros explored the muscle-god's hard
body, and Ares felt the soft boy's form for what seemed like hours.


Finally, Ares lifted himself and sat on the edge of the pool,  his big,
strong legs spread and his cock hard and throbbing. Eros smiled as Ares
guided his mouth to his cock, which he gladly swallowed. Eros had never
tasted such a big, full cock. This was a god's cock, full and always
wanting to be serviced by a hot, experienced mouth. Eros was hungry for it,
craved it, needed it. He was determined to do a good job, and make Ares
want to come back for more.


Ares moaned and his muscles flexed in the sun. His body glistened as he
held Eros' head and guided his movement up and down, until Eros was swallow
the entire length. Ares fucked the boy's throat with passion and
experience. His cock was to be worshipped, and he would have nothing less.


"Eros, I need more. I need your body. I need to bury my cock inside you."


"Oh gods, I thought you'd never ask!"


Eros climbed out of the pool and guided Ares's body down so he was laying
on the soft moss. Eros climbed on top, his wet, naked, smooth body
glistening and trembling with excitement. He played down on top of the hunk
and started kissing him passionately, while his perfect round ass found
Ares' cock.


Ares felt it. He felt Eros' opening, right up against his cock. He felt the
boy open up to him, inviting him in... and he obliged. With one long thrust,
he buried his cock deep inside the boy's hole, and the boy screamed out in
pleasure.


Eros looked down at Ares, and now he was the one with the wicked grin.
Bracing himself with both hands on Ares' chest, he started fucking himself
on the hardest cock he'd ever had. Up and down he moved, rocking back and
forth, moaning with each thrust. Ares watched the boy with amazement. This
boy knew what he wanted, and knew how to get it. This was hot, and he
wasn't going to last much longer.


The boy rode hard, getting every inch inside him, and feeling Ares' mat
hitting his spot... his own hard smooth boy cock bouncing up and down and
leaking an incredible amount of precum... he felt his orgasm coming...and
there was no way to stop it.


Eros moaned as he started cumming. His young, boy cum sprayed everywhere,
all over Ares' face, chest and stomach. As he shot, his hole milked Are's
cock, which started shooting inside the boy, filling him with more cum than
he could take. Jim dripped out of his used hole and around Ares' cock, all
over his balls.


They came like this for several minutes. Sex with a god would do that,
every time. And after what seemed like an eternity, their orgasms subsided.
and Eros was finally satisfied.


For now.


The boy cleaned the man up with his tongue, licking every inch of his body
and eating every last drop of cum. he especially liked giving the softening
cock a good tongue bath, tasting Ares, and himself, on the hard meat. he
finally played down in the soft moss, next to Ares,


"That was... incredible, father."


"Yes, it was, son. You know, I've always been jealous of how close you and
your mother are, and how you and I didn't seem to ever have anything in
common. Perhaps... perhaps this could be a way you and I could be closer."


"Can't get much closer than this, father. And I would like that very much."



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