Date: Sun, 10 Nov 2019 17:38:11 -0500 From: Tripp Savidge Subject: Bacchus Springs, Chapter 15: Party Surprise This is a work of fiction and contains scenes of explicit gay sex. Any resemblance to actual places, persons, or events is coincidental. If you are not of the legal age to read adult stories, or are uncomfortable with gay themes, please stop reading now and close this document. Bacchus Springs, Chapter 15: Party Surprise, Copyright 2019 Tripp Savidge. All rights are reserved. Do not duplicate or distribute in any form without express permission of the author. Bacchus Springs Chapter 15: Party Surprise by Tripp Savidge * Scene 1 * David Martinez I finished making the bed and arranged the pillows back into place as I thought about what I needed to get done today for Emma's graduation party. Well, before that I had to get the offer letters out. Then I could focus on the party. "Fuck, fuck, fuck," Dean muttered from the bathroom. "You okay?" I quickly stepped into the bathroom and wrapped my arms around him from behind. Resting my chin on his shoulder, I caught his eye in the mirror. "Of all days for Mrs. Kimble to insist on a portfolio review. Ugh." Dean pulled the knot out of his tie and tried again. "Not my fault she waited until the last minute. Not like she didn't know she was going to visit the grandkids. And could she do it yesterday? Oh no, she had a hair appointment. Like that took the entire friggin day!" "Shh. We've got you covered." I turned him around and pushed his hands away, taking over with his tie. "Ethan and Jon are headed over to your house first thing to get the lawn and outside ready. As soon as I get the offers out, I'll go over and start on the inside. Caterers won't be there until after lunch anyway." "Like I can afford caterers. And a D.J. Why did I let you talk me into this?" "Hey, hey." I gripped his face and kissed him. He opened to me immediately, our tongues reacquainting themselves. My man was delicious. "I told you, I'm paying for the caterers and the D.J. Consider it a graduation present." "But..." Dean rested his forehead against my shoulder. "What if being back at the house freaks them out?" "Emma will be distracted by all her friends, she'll be fine." "And Ethan?" "Jon and Jake are going to be watching out for him. He'll be fine." I felt a little pang of guilt. I had no idea if they'd be fine, but Dean didn't need to worry about it. The invitations had already gone out before the "Kelly revelation," so there wasn't an easy way to move the party. "You think?" Dean kissed my neck, making me wish he didn't have an early appointment. I so wanted to drag him back into bed. "I do. Look how well graduation went. Emma did great." "Yeah, you just got off on her introducing you to all her friends as her new dad." "Maybe." I did feel a bit proud of that and the way she held onto both Dean and me and insisted on us both being in the pictures. I'd felt awkward at first, especially since Kelly had only been gone a couple of days, but I wasn't about to burst Emma's bubble; she had enough shit to deal with. "I think she liked watching all her friends drool over you." Dean squeezed my ass and bit at my bottom lip. "Though I certainly understand why." "Nah, you're the hot one. I think they were all fantasizing about you." "Oh, please! Would you two stop? I can't take you guys anywhere." "Ethan, have you forgotten about the knocking first rule?" Dean asked. "Nope, but that was before I spent more time in your bed than mine. Pretty sure I've seen everything at this point. Anyway... I came up to tell you Jon and I are headed over to the house to get started." "Thanks, Ethan. You sure you're okay with this?" "Pfft. Yeah, besides Jon's there to distract me." "Hey." I reached out and pulled Ethan in for a hug then claimed his mouth. For as young as he was, Ethan had amazing skills at kissing. He melted into me, wrapping his arms and leg around me. Ethan pulled back with a smile and extra twinkle in his eye. "I'm so glad you're my new dad." "What about your old dad?" Dean grumbled. Ethan grabbed Dean and gave him a brutal kiss. "Eh... you're okay, I guess." Ethan winked at me and gave a wave as he left. "Cocky little shit." I couldn't help but laugh. "I so want to watch you and Jon fuck him until he can't walk straight." Dean's eyes were dark with lust, and the smile was positively evil. I pulled Dean back into my arms. "Yeah? Why is that?" "Don't know, but the first person I ever saw take him was Bacchus. After that..." "You know, Bacchus may have messed with your head. He may not be a love god, but he can do many of the same things. You sure it's not because Ethan looks just like you did at that age?" "Could be. God, what I would have given to have you fuck me then. I wanted you so badly. So seeing you with Ethan is a flashback of what I could have had." "I hear you, and while that would have been amazing, I'm glad it worked out this way." "How can you say that?" Dean stepped back. "Because if it hadn't, we wouldn't have Ethan. There would be no Jon or Emma, and I wouldn't be able to have you for the rest of what looks to be a very long life." "Oh." Dean pulled on his suit coat and turned back to me. "You're right." "I'm sure if you'd like Jon and me to put on a show for you, it could be arranged. Though it will likely cost you." "Yeah? What kind of pay off are you expecting, Mr. Martinez?" "Not me. I think Jon will insist on some private time with you." Dean's jaw dropped, and he looked to be at a loss for words. "Oh, come on. I've told you that he finds you attractive. He's made no secret of wanting to be in a threesome with us, so it's hardly a big leap." "And you're okay with that?" "Fuck, yeah. Though at some point I may want to watch. It would be like seeing my college self fucking you. Not that different from you watching me with Ethan." "Crap. This is going to be a really long morning." Dean reached down to adjust himself. "I'll fix that for you when you get to the house," I offered. "So not helping." Dean stepped toward me, putting his hand on my chest as he leaned in and gave a quick peck before walking out the door. "What? Don't you trust me?" I yelled after him. All I got was a laugh in response. Okay, so maybe I didn't have the best track record of keeping my hands to myself. * Scene 2 * David Martinez I clicked send and let out a sigh of relief. All five offer letters had been approved and sent out. I was still amazed I'd been able to find good candidates for all the positions and even more thrilled to come up with a solution to replace Mrs. Cokesbury. God, I cannot wait to tell her, I said to myself with an evil laugh. I'm really going to enjoy that. There weren't any other emails that required my immediate attention. I did a quick check on the weather and smiled as I saw the bright, sunny forecast. Perfect. Bzz. My phone vibrated on the desk. Picking it up, I saw Ford's name and answered. "Hello." "David? This is Ford Harris." "Hey, Ford. What can I do for you?" "I know this is a big day for you guys, but I wondered if there was a way I could pick up a key today? Also need to talk about where you want the materials stored." "Hm. Can you get here soon? I'm just wrapping up before I head over to Dean's house to start getting things ready." "Ten minutes?" "Perfect. I'll see you then." I ended the call and closed the work connection on the computer. A quick check on the doors, and I was ready to go. I checked the sink to make sure no one had left anything that we'd be smelling later, and I saw the top of Ford's truck as he pulled into the alley. I grabbed the spare key and locked the door behind me. "Morning!" Ford stepped through the gate and waved. "Good morning. I've got your key." I could practically feel Ford's eyes stripping me. I slowed down when I picked up on his nervousness. I wasn't sure why he'd be nervous, then again maybe it was the thoughts he was having about fucking me at the initiation and how aroused he was getting just seeing me again. I guess I'd be uncomfortable if people knew I was thinking about that too. "Um... thanks." Ford turned away, his face blushing. From his reaction, I realized I wasn't holding back or dampening my mojo. More than likely because I hadn't fed. I tried to lock it down, so I didn't fry the poor guy. "You said we needed to talk about where to put the materials?" I prompted. Ford was aroused enough I wondered if his brain was working. Well, at least it was working on creating some hot scenarios with both of us naked. "Ah, yeah. You wouldn't happen to have a bay open in your garage? That way we could keep the stuff dry." Ford refused to look at me, instead finding the grass fascinating. Probably wouldn't make him feel better to know that it wouldn't help at this point. "There should be two open. Dean hasn't started parking in the garage even though I offered." I walked to the garage and opened the door. "Which bay do you want?" I'd caught him staring at me or rather my ass. I internally sighed, realizing it was too late for Ford. "Could we use the one closest to the walk-through? I'll make sure we leave room for you to get around. That way, I don't have to worry about anyone hitting your vehicles with a two by four. We're planning to start on Monday if that's okay with you." Ford followed me into the garage but took a couple of steps back so he wasn't too close. "Sounds like a plan. Are you okay, Ford? You seem nervous." It was the polite thing to ask, even though I knew he was far from okay. My inattention to my powers had already set things in motion. I heard him take a breath, or maybe it was a gasp. His eyes went wide, and I decided I needed to take action and put him out of his misery. I stepped into him, pushing him up against the garage wall and claimed his lips. There was only one way to bring him back. "Mm," I growled into his mouth as he opened for me. "No need to be nervous." "Fuck," Ford groaned as he pressed his hips into mine. I slid my hand down to his crotch and slid my finger along his erection. "I remember this. I remember liking how it felt inside me too." "Oh, God. You're killing me." I gripped his dick. "Do you have time to go in the house, or do you want it down and dirty right here?" "Here," Ford grunted before grabbing my head and pulling me back into a kiss. That alone should have been a sign of my screwup. Ford didn't strike me as the down and dirty back alley type. "Hm... that's it, Ford. Let go. I want this just as much as you." I sipped at his lust and savored the spicy flavor. It was easy to sense that he'd been fantasizing about this for a while and built up quite a feast for me. I was flattered. Ford was a masculine, hunk of a man, and knowing that he wanted me was a head rush. We continued to kiss, and I managed to get his shirt unbuttoned and off his shoulders. His chest was covered in dark hair, and I ran my fingers through it and down his sides. "You are so sexy, Ford." "Me?" Ford gasped as I took his nipple into my mouth. I then kissed down his abs and knelt, so I could get his jeans undone. Seconds later, and I had the waistband open and the buttons undone. His cock was stretching the fabric of his dark briefs. I licked the cloth with my tongue. "Fuck." Ford leaned back against the wall and spread his legs for me. He was as hard as steel. I licked and sucked on his thick cock through the fabric of his briefs. The more I tongued his long shaft, the more he groaned. I pulled his jeans down to his knees and ran my hands up his strong thighs. He was a vision, hairy muscled body in skimpy, snug briefs. His cock had started to leak, and I sucked out his pre-cum through the wet fabric. I'd worked on it enough that his crotch was wet, and you could clearly see the full outline of his erection. "Please," Ford whispered. Maybe I should take pity on him. I pulled down the wet briefs, releasing him and immediately sucked it into my mouth. He tasted good and his lust... so satisfying. He thrust into my mouth, and I gripped his hips, letting him slide into my throat. I was letting the lust flow back into Ford without direction. I enjoyed sucking his cock and remembered how good it felt when he fucked me. I sensed he was close, but I could get him up again, and I decided I wanted his load in my mouth. "Fuck, David. I'm going to cum!" "Mm." I sucked harder and gently massaged his balls. The first shot went right down my throat, but I pulled back and focused on the head as he came so I could enjoy every savory drop. I hummed as I sucked, and he gave me a mouthful of delicious man juice. "That was..." Ford threw his head back against the wall, and I could feel his heart racing. "Turn around for me, Ford." He did so and braced his hands against the wall. I caressed his ass and pulled the cheeks apart before licking up his furry crack. Pretty sure he was still dazed, but he didn't object. I got a soft moan out of him, and he pushed his hips back a little more. I licked, sucked, and kissed, relaxing the tight little rosebud. It was as musky and spicy as the rest of Ford. "I want you to fuck me," Ford gasped. I ignored him and continued my tongue work. "Shit, I can't believe I said that," Ford said, followed by another moan. "Why?" I got out before returning to my work. He had a nice muscled ass that felt good in my hands and a hot hole that was heaven wrapped around my tongue. "Oh, God." Ford was breathing hard but still hadn't answered. "I don't..." "You don't have to. I'd love to have this inside me again," I said, reaching between his legs and stroking him. He'd gone a bit soft but was coming back with my attention. "No, I want you to fuck me." Ford's voice was firm, and I wondered if he was telling me or himself. "Are you sure?" I needed to ask. While it might have been pointless with my mojo, it made me feel better. "Yes." Ford looked over his shoulder, his eyes full of lust. I pulled a couple of lube packets out of my pocket and fingered some into him. I thought I should be able to pick up what was causing the hesitation, but all I was reading from him was an overwhelming need to have me take him - likely my innate powers breaking him down. "Ohhhhhh, fuck that feels good." After I'd managed three fingers, I stood and slicked myself up. Ford wasn't saying anything, and I was a little worried he might be hyperventilating. I put my dick to his opening and carefully pushed. "YES!" Ford cried out when I breached the outer ring. He was incredibly tight, and I was determined to make this good, which meant going slow enough that my magic could open him up. I ran my hands over his shoulders and around to his chest. I took his dick in one hand and began to stroke him slowly. "RELAX, Ford. There's no rush." Whatever was keeping me out of his head faded, and I saw that his prior anal experiences hadn't been good. Something I could easily fix and replace with much better memories. I took it slow and fed my lust into him, relaxing him and giving him a need better than any popper. Gradually, I inched my way into him as my powers opened him up, relaxing his muscles and moving things out of the way. When I buried every inch inside his hot ass, I began to thrust slowly. "You still with me, Ford?" "Fuck, yes. So fuckin' big." His hole was warm and snug around my dick, and he was squeezing his glutes, making it hard for me to maintain control. I was still feeding on his lust and decided to look a little harder into the hunk now that his barriers were down. No doubts about him being gay or that he was into guys, but his desire for being fucked was pretty low. I guess a bad experience could do that to you. While I could flip him, I decided I'd have time for that later if it was needed. It was enough that I was blowing his mind with how good it felt with me. Today, I'd keep it simple. My powers would allow me to seduce anyone, but this way, he'd have no hesitation and would be more likely to initiate. You love being fucked by me, Ford, I whispered into his mind with a push of compulsion. And you love being fucked by Jon or our mates. You want this over and over again. Ford let out a groan and pushed back, trying to get me deeper. "Harder." I obliged his request, filling the need I'd just implanted. I'm sure I should feel guilty about being selfish and claiming his ass for my own pleasure, but the thought dissipated as fast as it had formed. I'd have to let Jon know. They already had a spark, and I was sure Ford would be feeding Jon before too long. "Ohhhh, fuck... yes." I felt Ford's cock stiffen in my hand, and his body tensed as I felt his seed traveling up his shaft. He cried out as his orgasm took him, his cum hitting the wall as I fucked him through his climax. When I felt him relax, I picked up speed and hammered into him. "You want me to cum inside you?" I asked. "Fuck, yes. Breed me. Fuck, it feels so good." I came, filling him with my load. When the last spurt was buried in his gut, I held him tight and kissed his neck. "Pretty awesome, Ford." I pulled out, turning him around so I could kiss him again. He wrapped his arms around me and kissed back. After a few minutes of quality tongue battles, I helped him clean up with some clean shop towels and got us both pulled back together. "Thank you, Ford." "I think I'm the one who should be saying thank you. Shit, I've never had it be like that." Ford was blushing and shaking his head like he still couldn't believe it. "Well, I doubt I've turned you into a bottom, but I'm glad I could at least make the risk worth it." I chose my words carefully, so I didn't scare him off. Ford gave a strained laugh. "Fuck." He slid down the wall and sat on the floor. His eyes tracked up my body. "Don't tell anyone, but if it's always like that with you, I'm thinking I wanna sign up." I squatted down and kissed him again. "It will be our secret." I stood and walked over to the door glancing back at him. He hadn't moved. "Close up when you're done, and I'll see you soon." The voice in my head was yelling "liar, you can't keep it a secret." Which was true, Bacchus's satyrs would smell me on him, and I had to tell Jon. * Scene 3 * Ben Donaldson "Can I get you something? Maybe a soda?" I watched for a reaction, but Sin just sort of stared off. "No, I'm fine, thank you." He didn't seem "fine" to me. I knew that all the physical injuries were gone, even the holes from the piercings had closed up. But Sin still wasn't back to being himself. I sat down next to Sin and looked around. Bacchus had asked all the satyrs and nymphs to meet in the parlor. He hadn't said why. "Are we in trouble," Sin whispered. "Not that I know of." I saw Jed walk in and look around, followed by several of the guards. I let out the breath I was holding when they found seats as well. I leaned over to Sin. "Did you hear that Rufus made a deal with the Ward brothers and is banging their dad?" "Really?" Sin looked more animated than I'd seen since his return. "Yup. Our puppy is growing up," I said with a sigh. Rufus looked scary as shit but I knew he was our protector. Everyone turned to look toward the doorway at the same time. We could all feel Bacchus before he stepped into the room. It was a warm tingle that spread through your body and, at least for me, gave me a very hard erection and made me think I should get naked. "Good, you're all here." Bacchus dropped into one of the chairs and scanned the room. "I've got jobs for you. Today, Dean and David are giving a graduation party for Dean's daughter Emma. I expect there to be quite a crowd. Emma is fairly popular, and with everyone's curiosity about the family, I expect we'll have people showing up who weren't invited." "What does that have to do with us?" Juan Carlo asked. Mmm, I thought to myself, looking at Juan. I hadn't personally had the pleasure, but he was hot and reminded me of the Martinezes. I think it was the Latino look. "I want all of the satyrs and nymphs at the party. Your job is to help distract when necessary, and I know this is going to challenge you, but you need to help it 'not' become an orgy." "But, father! We like orgies, why would we prevent one?" Kayla asked. "Because I'm telling you to. David and Jon are still learning to control their powers, and Bacchus Springs isn't quite ready for that. I don't mind if you are discreet, but if you need to pull someone off before they make a scene, get them out of sight." "Why am I here?" Jed asked. "I want you and your deputies on standby if they're needed. Also wouldn't hurt to watch for anyone who might want to disrupt things. We've been having problems with some of the folks in Portersville. Keep them away." Bacchus turned and did a quick look around. "Blaze and Matthew, you keep close to David and Jon. If they start slipping or need to feed, take care of it." "Wait, why them? They always get the Martinezes, what about the rest of us?" Victor complained. "We've already discussed this. You focus on the others, and there's one more thing. Aphrodite is likely to attend." There were gasps around the room. "Say what?" Jed asked. "Yes, Aphrodite has decided if she's going to build followers and partner with me, then she needs to be more involved and get to know her worshipers. Since David and Jon are both hers... she wants to be there." "Is that a good idea?" Jed asked. "Goodness, no. It's a terrible idea. Aphrodite has not learned how to blend and has spent very little time around mortals. That's why all of you are going to be there. Oh, and I expect at least Eros if not his brothers will be there as well." "Have you told David?" Blaze asked. "No. I don't want to scare him, and you know how he gets." "Fuck," Blaze muttered. I totally got that. Having Bacchus around was hard enough, having both him and Aphrodite was unthinkable. I could feel Sin shaking beside me, yeah I bet he didn't want to see "her" again. "Father, what about Sin? Should he stay here?" I asked. Bacchus's gaze was more than a little uncomfortable, even if it wasn't focused on me. "I'm sorry, Sin. You'll need to be there as well. Aphrodite insisted," Bacchus said. Bacchus stood. "We'll stagger our arrivals so we don't all show up and create our own spectacle. Jed will organize who and when. Blaze and Matthew, go early and offer to help them get ready. And Blaze, make sure your sister is there too." Bacchus walked out without another word, and we were all left stunned, staring at an equally confused Jed. "Okay, then..." Jed said, putting his head in his hands. * Scene 4 * Jon Martinez I opened the door and saw a pretty man with a confused look on his face. "Is this the Jensen's, and are you... um, Dean?" he asked. I was rather focused on his very pink full lips in a heart-shaped face. Fuck, they would look so good wrapped around me. No. Bad Jon. Focus. "Hi, I'm Jon Martinez, I believe you talked to my dad on the phone. He and Dean are in the kitchen." I extended my hand, making sure I had my juju tamped down. "Dylan Sanders, thank you again for the opportunity. We've never had someone hire us from Bacchus Springs before." "Really? Why's that?" "Not sure, but I assume because there's not a lot of love between the towns. I'd have rather set up in Bacchus Springs but couldn't afford it. Though in hindsight, I think it was a mistake. So... can we park in the back and bring stuff through that way?" "Sure. Let me know if we can help. We've got several guys here who can help carry." "That would be great, thank you." Dylan turned and headed back to the panel truck parked on the street. He had a very sweet ass. Not that I was looking or anything. I closed the door and headed back to the kitchen. The house looked good, and as far as I could tell, everything was as ready as we could make it. "Hey, caterer just got here. They're pulling around back to unload. I think they could use some help." "That worked out well, the rental people just finished with the tents," Dad said. "Come on, Ethan, you can help carry," Dean called and went out the back door. When they'd stepped out, I put my arm over Dad's shoulder. "Just so you know, the caterer is kinda hot and most definitely gay." "Yeah?" "We should take care of him." I winked at Dad before going out to help. "So proud. My boy is such a good Samaritan always ready to help a man in need," Dad called after me. It didn't take long to get everything into the kitchen, and then the rest of the caterer's people showed up and began prepping. By that point, the house had reached the chaos phase. I noticed Dylan's helpers all seemed a little nervous around us. I went looking for Dad and Dean. "Hey, tiger," Dad called, coming out of one of the big white tents. "Can you help me? Since it's a nice sunny day, we're going to roll up this side." Awkward, but it didn't take us too long. I noticed Dean and Ethan were helping the D.J. get set up in one of the tents. "What do you need me to do?" I asked as Dad and I took a break. "Watch the guests and help the caterers if we're needed. I put Ethan in charge of the drinks' table and ice. He said Danny is coming over to help him." "Help him, right." I snickered. "Like you have room to talk. When does Jake get here?" "Soon and Ashley said she's coming over. She promised Emma, and I expect she'll bring Kennedy since she's friends with Emma too." "You fed, right?" Dad gave me a worried look. "Ha ha. Yes, um... Ethan took care of things." "Good, just be careful to keep things locked down. We don't want to mess this up for Emma," Dad whispered. "That's okay, we're here for you," Matthew said stepping up and giving Dad a hug. At the same time, I felt strong arms wrap around me, and warm lips tease up my neck. "Hey, sexy," Blaze whispered in my ear. "Ah, come on. Feeding won't help if you get me all worked up." I turned and kissed Blaze. "My boyfriend will be here soon, and he's the jealous type." Blaze gripped my ass and squeezed. "That's okay, your boyfriend likes me. He can join us." I couldn't help but laugh, and then I heard a surprised "eep." Dylan was standing in the opening to the tent with wide eyes, gripping his legal pad to his chest as he stared at us. "Uh, Dad, I think Dylan has a question for you." * Scene 5 * David Martinez The party was in full swing, and I was a little overwhelmed by the turnout. I was pretty sure we had the entire graduating class, but maybe for the last couple of years. The part that was making me nervous at the moment was the presence of not just our two satyrs but all of them except for Chetana. Add in a few nymphs, and I was holding my breath. "Dad, did you notice..." Jon said quietly as he leaned in. "Yeah. Just keep your cool. And maybe steer them away from Dylan. I got him calmed down, but the poor guy is bordering on desperate. Portersville is obviously not the place for gay guys." "I think Bacchus may have mentioned... ohhh shit." Jon gripped my hand. I felt it too. Bacchus was here and fuckity fuck - so was Aphrodite. If Bacchus got me worked up, the pair of them together was- "Oh, my sweet men. Don't you both look delicious," Aphrodite cooed. I turned and dropped to my knee. "Goddess." I took her hand and kissed it. Jon was doing likewise. "Hey, you don't do that for me," Bacchus grumbled. I looked up at him and didn't even get the words out before Aphrodite said it. "Oh, please, Dio. I know full well how willing David and Jon are to get on their knees for you. No need to pretend with me. Stand up, precious. You too," Aphrodite said, lifting Jon's hand. She was as stunning as ever. Without question, the most beautiful woman I'd ever seen. But I'd never expected to see her in jeans. She rocked it. "We chose well, Dio. They are doing well. Tell me, where is the girl of honor?" "Jon, would you mind?" Bacchus asked, and Jon ran off to get Emma. "To what do we owe the honor, Aphrodite?" "Oh, my sweet. Eros reminded me that if I'm to build a following, then I need to get to know the people. You'll be seeing more of me... and I do hope I'll see more of you." Aphrodite's eyes trailed over me, and I felt my legs start shaking. "You have but to ask, my lady." I bowed again. Aphrodite laughed, and it was magical, filling me with joy. "Don't worry, I want to admire your beauty, but I don't need you or beautiful young Jon to satisfy me. I have other priorities for you." "As it pleases you," I said, trying not to breathe a sigh of relief. Not that I didn't think it would be pleasurable, but I thought that any time you bed a god, you were taking your life in your hands. "Goddess, may I present, Emma Jenson," Jon said. Emma was speechless with wide eyes. I might have been biased, but I thought she was very pretty. She wore her long blond hair loose and had picked a strapless flowery sundress and sandals. Dean had come with her and now stood by my side. I took his hand and gave a squeeze. I caught of glimpse of Ashley pulling Kennedy away, probably a good idea. The gods had unintended effects on even the strong-minded, Kennedy would be doomed. "It is a pleasure. What a pretty young lady." Aphrodite turned to Bacchus with an upraised eyebrow. "Really, brother?" "What?" Even to me, Bacchus sounded defensive. "This poor girl lives in a household with them." Aphrodite waved toward me, Jon, and Dean. "Where's the other one?" I wondered if her thought had worked like a summoning because at that very moment, Ethan hesitantly approached and stood somewhat behind his dad. "Tut-tut." Aphrodite said, looking at Ethan and then back at Bacchus. "Come here, son." Ethan looked at me rather than his dad, his eyes pleading. "It's okay, Ethan." I turned with him, keeping my hand on his shoulder. Aphrodite cupped Ethan's face. Her eyes glowed, and I felt the tingle of her power like a caress. My body knew that magic. "As handsome as your father." She leaned forward and kissed him. My other senses told me immediately that he'd just orgasmed. I wasn't sure what she'd done, and I didn't think it safe to ask. Bacchus took Ethan's hand and pulled him to the side. He looked dazed, and I was relieved when Bacchus whispered to him and sent him into the house. Hopefully, so he could clean up and change. "Such a gifted boy, Dean. I wonder if he'll be as good a lover as you? And Dio, I do appreciate the changes you made to David's mate. Quite nice indeed." Aphrodite smiled and then returned her gaze to Emma. I was more than a little confused as the questions in my head kept building. Eros had assured me that nothing had happened when Aphrodite had taken Dean, I wondered if he considered sex, nothing. "I'm so sorry, dear. It must be a terrible burden to be surrounded by men so beautiful that no one notices you. We're going to fix that. Aren't we, Dio?" "It's Bacchus. And what do you mean fix her?" Aphrodite's glare was impressive, and I was kind of glad that it seemed to affect Bacchus the same way. He didn't cower, but he did wince. "Lend me your power, Dio. You've always been so good at this." "If you wish." Bacchus's eyes began to glow, and then Aphrodite's did as well. Aphrodite ran her hands over Emma's hair, and as she did, it became thicker and richer, and the color lightened. She ran her hands over Emma's face, and there were no obvious changes, but when she pulled her hands away, Emma was stunning. Aphrodite stepped back. "That will never do." The goddess reached forward, and without so much as a "by your leave," she flipped down the top of Emma's sundress. A second later, her strapless bra was on the ground. I'm not terribly familiar with female undergarments, but what hit the ground looked like a serious piece of engineering. I thought Emma was well endowed - but no, the natural state was quite unremarkable. Aphrodite didn't seem to give the crowds or the presence of Emma's dad a thought as she wrapped her hand around Emma's boobs. I watched in a mix of fascination and horror as they inflated before my eyes. I glanced at Dean to see if he was okay. He looked a bit glazed and wondered if Bacchus had done something to him. Looking back, Emma's former non-descript breasts were now the size of large grapefruits with prominent areolas and nipples. They were impressive. "Better." Aphrodite released them after teasing the nipples until they were hard. She pulled the dress back up and squeezed and squished until they were somewhat encased again. Though the dress seemed to be at capacity. Aphrodite ran her hands down Emma's sides and over her hips. Emma's body changed before our eyes, taking on more dramatic curves. "Yes, now we're getting there. One more thing." She lifted Emma's skirt, and Aphrodite's hand disappeared - apparently between Emma's legs from the gasp and the way her eyes rolled back. Dean gripped my hand tighter but didn't make a sound. "Hang in there, baby," I whispered to Dean. "Bacchus, why is she still a virgin?" Aphrodite asked in a tone that made me a little nervous. It carried a shit-ton of judgment. "She's a breeder, sister. She is prohibited from intercourse until she's married to her chosen." Bacchus's tone made it sound like it was simple and obvious. Aphrodite stood, and I could feel a change in the air. She was unhappy. "Are the boys prohibited from having sex?" "Well, no. They can have sex with other boys or one of the whores," Bacchus answered. "Whores?" Aphrodite's tone was like ice. "Those I don't think are smart enough or pretty enough to have children." "Uh-huh. So you don't think those girls deserve love or families? And if you think a girl is smart or pretty, then you take away her choices." "Yes. She can still be with other girls," Bacchus said. I seriously wanted to step back out of the way. It was that or try to intercede. I was feeling caught between them, like watching your parents fight. That was when I saw Eros standing on the other side looking at me, shaking his head no. Guess he knew what I was thinking. "So you have a double standard. How would Ariadne feel about this?" Aphrodite asked. Bacchus visibly paled. "Please don't bring her into this." "She would have been appalled. If we are working together, this must change." Aphrodite was almost vibrating with power, and the air felt charged like there was an impending storm. "You are worried about conception? You are a god, Dio. That is easy enough to fix." "But-" "Dio. You cannot stay in the dark ages. We change this, or our partnership ends, and I take David and Jon with me." "Aphrodite, you can't." Bacchus looked shaken, which was a fearful sight as his servant. Not to mention hearing I was about to be carted off if they didn't work out their shit. Aphrodite didn't respond, but the glow in her eyes spread, and now it was her whole being. The entire crowd went quiet, and all heads turned as they felt the change. "Fine." Bacchus raised his head and matched Aphrodite's glow until it was almost too much to look at. I was holding my breath because I had no idea what was coming next. Then there was a crack like lightning striking, and the light traveled away from Bacchus in a wave. When it passed beyond sight, sound returned, and the partiers turned back to what they were doing. "Happy?" Bacchus snapped. "Careful, brother. This is a partnership, and I expect you to work with me." Aphrodite turned back to Emma, her hand going between her legs. Emma cried out, and her body shook. Aphrodite pulled her hand back, letting the skirt fall back into place. She put her blood-covered fingers to her lips and licked them clean. "Now you are ready, my dear. Men and women will find you irresistible, and they will want to feast from your garden. But you choose who you permit, and if you find a boy who wants to till the soil, that's your choice. No seed will take until it is the right time." "Holy fuck," Dean muttered under his breath. Yeah, really. I glanced back and forth, ready for another shoe to drop. "Since this makes you uncomfortable, Dio, I'll make sure the women know of their new freedom. I'm going to mingle now and get to know my people. Eros, my love - please stay with Emma tonight and show her what it's like to be a woman." She turned and glared at Bacchus. "Why not have Sin visit Emma for a few days. No reason her pleasure needs to be for only one night." She turned and slipped into the crowd. Eros stepped up to Emma, wrapping his arm around her shoulders he turned her away. "Let's get you a drink, and you can introduce me to your friends." Bacchus looked at us in turn and hmphed. "Sisters. Well, that was unexpected." He walked over to Dean and put his hand on the side of his face. It glowed for a moment, and then he turned to me. "Um... I've got no words," I confessed. Bacchus let out a deep laugh. "Oh, David. Welcome to the world of dealing with Greek goddesses. Solves your problem with Ashley, Jon." "Well, one of them," Jon said. "Yeah, Eros will handle the other, and for Jake's sake, we might need to make that sooner rather than later. Why don't you go find him and make sure he stays safe. Kennedy may try and corner him." "Will Emma be okay?" Dean asked, looking through the crowd. "She will. She's still human if that's your worry. Just enhanced to match the rest of you. Eros will be very good with her and who wouldn't want a love god as their first. I have no idea what to expect from Aphrodite, and I certainly never expected her to get personally involved. I'll send Sin over tomorrow." "Is this a problem," I asked. "Hmm. Time will tell. Not thrilled about giving the girls free reign, but oh, well. Having other gods join me is both a blessing and a curse. We benefit from their powers, but it means we will have to accommodate their wishes as well. Aphrodite is one of the most reasonable." "And Hades?" I asked. "Always a useful ally. And now that he owes us favors... even better." Bacchus wrapped his arm around Dean. "It's going to be fine, quit worrying. The party is a success, and I'm sure Emma will have the night of her life." "Eros is pretty hot..." Dean admitted. Bacchus laughed and gave a playful smack to Dean. "Probably because he looks like your man." "Maybe." Dean smiled at me. "I can't help but notice this caterer you've hired. The food is excellent, tell me about him," Bacchus said as Dylan walked by with a tray. "David hired him when the whole thing went down with Kelly. I don't know anything about him," Dean said. "His name is Dylan Sanders, owns Sander's catering out of Portersville. He has a small cafe, but it's not a big operation. I got the impression they're struggling. Pretty sure he's gay, but given where he's living and working, I'm betting he's on the down-low," I said once Dylan was out of range. "Interesting. He didn't throw himself at you?" Bacchus smirked at me as he nuzzled into Dean. I noticed he was still holding my man pretty tightly. "Oh, he had some very interesting thoughts. About Jon, too. But this is his first job in Bacchus Springs and he really wants it to go well." I kept myself locked down and didn't do or say anything to encourage him. "I'll make sure I find a reason to hire them. Maybe throw a party, that way, I can invite you and Jon so you can try him out." My mouth opened, but words weren't coming. I got Bacchus's image of what he meant by trying him out and had nothing to do with his cooking skills. It still freaked me out when he got directly into my head - whether it was words or images. "I should make rounds and ensure Aphrodite isn't building up to an orgy." Bacchus released Dean, and my man seemed to startle as if he were waking up. "I thought that was your thing?" "Oh, it is, but there's a time and place. She's out of practice and may not realize she's getting everyone worked up. Not to worry," Bacchus grabbed me and kissed me hard. Dean looked at me and shook his head. "Did that just happen?" "Afraid so." I stepped into his arms and held him. "We've got guests and a party to run." * Scene 6 * Jake Donaldson I moved past the door as quietly and quickly as I could. I'm not sure why I found the sounds disturbing. If it were coming from David and Dean's room, I would have stayed and listened. But coming from Emma's room, ewww. I didn't need to think about the cries and moans and the thump, thump, thump, as the bed hit the wall. Nope, moving along. I got to the bottom of the stairs and was met with laughter. "I'm sorry, Jake, but the expression on your face..." Jon folded over in laughter. "Still going at it, huh?" David asked. "I feel sick," Dean said and got up to pour himself some more scotch. "You know, guys, if you took me upstairs and fucked me, you wouldn't even notice the noises coming from her room," Ethan said helpfully. "Good to know we can count on you to take one for the team," Jon said. "All the satyrs and those hot guys at the party and no sex. Even Danny said we had to be 'good.' That's just wrong!" Ethan pulled up the streaming menu and scrolled through the titles. "We can be thankful for small favors. When Aphrodite showed up, I had visions of an all-out orgy." Dean collapsed back into the leather chair, sipping his drink. "I'm still coping with the thought that Bacchus had his people repressing the lust and holding back the orgy. Never thought I'd see that," David said. "Guys, I need to get out of here for a bit. I'm going to go back to the house and double-check that we got everything locked up," Dean stood up and headed for the kitchen. "Want me to come with you?" David asked. "No. Much as I love you, I need some time alone. Maybe you could use this as a chance to show Jake what you've got?" "What?" I squeaked. When did this turn to me? I looked at Jon, then Dean and David. What the hell? "I think it's a great idea if it's okay with you, Dad? I need to feed again, and maybe I can convince Ethan to help me?" Jon said. "Convince me? Shit, I'm there." Ethan tossed the remote and ran up the stairs without a backward glance. "You okay with that, Jake?" David turned a dark smoldering gaze on me, and I struggled to breathe. "Uh..." Oh, God. Sex with David? I think all the blood left my brain and went to my dick. I couldn't think, only stare at him, and maybe drool a little. David was now standing in front of me, offering his hand. I could take it, but that meant I was really doing this. Did I want to? Fuck yessss. Was I ready? Fuck noooo. "You can do this, Jake. Gotta prove you can handle him on your own before you take both of us. Go ahead, Dad. I'll close up," Jon said. I met Jon's eyes, and if it weren't for the love I saw there, I think my head would have exploded. Both? Yeah, I wanted that too. Okay, self. We can do this. I took David's hand and bit my bottom lip, so I didn't moan out loud. He pulled me into him, and his arm wrapped around me. "You're strong," I muttered. He leaned in and kissed up my neck before whispering. "I promise I'll be gentle with you." David guided me up the stairs, and I focused on putting one foot in front of the other and not the round muscled butt in front of me. Nope, didn't stare at that gorgeous flexing ass, not one second. "This will go better if you breathe. Passing out on me might make me question my skills." David was undressing, fuck. Right there in front of me, Jon's dad was... oh, God. "Jake, breathe!" I gasped and felt lightheaded. David had his hands on my shoulders. His face was right there, inches away. "Ugh," I grunted when he kissed me. I'd barely registered his lips before he pushed me back on the bed. "You're starting to scare me, Jake. I swear my mojo is locked down as tight as I can make it. This is just me." David was naked and crawling onto the bed. "May I help you?" I couldn't seem to manage the words so I nodded. Fuck he was gorgeous. He looked a lot like Jon, but more muscled with body hair. And he was hard. I gulped and looked back up to his eyes. He was smiling at me. "If this is too much, we don't have to..." "No. I want to." I pulled my T-shirt off, and David gripped my sweats, pulling them off. "Nice." David slid his hands up my legs, then straddled me, gripping my shoulders and looking down. "Fuck." He was gorgeous and naked and... please don't cum, please don't cum. I was so horny, and he was rubbing that muscled ass up and down my cock. Oh, God, I'm gonna die. Soft kisses up my neck, and I moaned like a whore. "Such a hot stud. Do you want to fuck me, Jake?" David's lips closed over mine, and his tongue teased, asking permission to enter. I let him in and kissed with everything I had. He tasted so good, different than Jon, but I wasn't sure I'd ever get enough of him. When he pulled back, I realized he'd asked me something. "Can you fuck me instead?" I'd fantasized about David, but my go-to was him taking me. I'd never even thought the other was a possibility. I knew he'd been with Benny and my dad, and now it was my turn. Fuck, what if I wasn't as good? "Shh. This is my pleasure, and I'm pretty sure you'll be amazing. I might have been with your brother and dad, but as far as I'm concerned, you are by far the sexiest Donaldson." David kissed me again. For a moment, I wondered if I'd said it out loud, then remembered how Jon could pick the thoughts right out of my head. I stared up into David's dark eyes - so similar to Jon's. Holy shit, I was going to let my boyfriend's dad fuck me. This was a little overwhelming. David reached behind him and squeezed my shaft. "And just know, I want this. I want to feel you cum inside me, Jake. If not tonight, then soon." I nodded and focused on not cumming as he ran his ass up and down my cock. Yeah, I could so get into fucking him. "May I feed on your lust?" David asked as he kissed down my body. He licked and sucked at my nipples, and I struggled to form a response. "Yeah, but thought you couldn't." Yay, me, I got out almost a whole sentence. Shit, I think his mouth is magic. The harder he sucked on my tits, the more I wanted him inside me. "We can't feed on our mates. So Jon can't feed on your lust, but I can. We also can't use our powers on people who we love, so it won't be long until all I can do is feed and make you more aroused." David moved down, kissing my stomach and nuzzling into my pubes. He took my cock into his mouth, and I gripped the sheets as if that would keep me from floating away. For as similar as Jon and David were, they didn't suck cock the same way. Jon was gentle and loving - David was passionate and aggressive. He devoured my cock and sucked like he was going to pull a load out of my balls through sheer sense of will. I was just about to warn him I was going to blow when he slid off and started licking my balls. "Ugh." I was so close, why did he stop. Then his hands were under my thighs, lifting and pushing my legs apart only seconds before his hot tongue was on my hole. Oh, wow... my future father-in-law has his tongue up my ass, and I'm in heaven. "Grrr. Such a sweet fucking hole," David growled as he ravaged my opening with his mouth. I like rimming, but he'd just shown me there was a whole new level that made my toes curl. I could really get used to his kind of treatment. Reminded me again how stupid I was when I thought the sex with women was so good. It just didn't compare to this. "That feels so good." "You've got a beautiful little pucker, Jake. I bet Jon can't get enough of this, can he? Bet he likes to get his tongue in there and work you 'til you beg." "Yes!" I gasped. Okay, not completely accurate but close. Jon loves rimming me and does an amazing job, but David ate my ass like it was the best thing ever, and I was in serious danger of cumming. Then he slid a slick finger inside me. "Ooo, so tight, Jake. But if you really want the ultimate, let Dean eat you out. He's way better than me." "More..." I couldn't even comprehend someone being better, but then the image of Dean's handsome face buried in my ass took over and I wanted him too. Oh, God. He didn't stop with the tongue. And now he had three fingers inside me and had my cock balls deep in his throat. I needed to be fucked so badly I wanted to cry. "Please, gonna cum, just fuck me already!" I cried out. "Such a bossy jock. I need to make sure you wanna come back, Jake. If you're going to be part of the family, I need to make sure you want me again." "Fuck yes. Whenever you want. Please, David, I need you inside me." I was pleading now. Ready to beg and grovel and promise whatever he wanted. I felt the heat of his dick at my entrance and not sure, but I think my eyes rolled back to stare at my brain. The world went dark, and nothing existed except the stuffed-full sensation of him filling me. Fuck, it was incredible. No doubts anymore, I was made for fucking. Jon, David, I didn't care as long as I had this incredible sensation. "You still with me, Jake." "Ughhh, yes. Need you to move... so good." "Such a hot man; you like me being inside you as much as Dean. And believe me, Jake. I like being inside you." "Mmm." My brain was beyond thought. "That's it, Jake. YOU LOVE HAVING MY DICK INSIDE YOU. YOU FEEL NO GUILT OR EMBARRASSMENT FROM BEING WITH THE MEN IN OUR FAMILY. SEX WITH US MAKES YOU FEEL SPECIAL, LOVED, AND ACCEPTED." "Yeah." David was right, I really did. How lucky could a guy get? All these gorgeous men I could have sex with whenever I wanted. I was so happy I could cry. David captured my mouth and drove his tongue into me as passionately as his cock was pounding into my ass. I held on tight as he took me over the edge and I screamed into his mouth as I came. A blinding, see the stars and forget to breathe orgasm, and he was still going. I whimpered and cried as it became almost too much pleasure. I felt the heat and wetness as he came inside me, and I couldn't think of a time I was so happy to be bred. "Wow," I whispered when he stilled and kissed me tenderly. I gripped his ass cheeks not wanting him to pull out. He felt so good inside me; I wanted him to stay there forever. I wiggled a little just to feel that big prong inside me. It must have hit my prostate because all of a sudden, I had a wave of pleasure and groaned. "I could make you cum again if you don't want me to pull out," David said as he nibbled on my shoulder. "Um..." Oh, fuck, he started slowly thrusting. "Yeah..." * Scene 7 * David Martinez What did it say about me that I no longer thought it strange to wake up and take a moment to remember the night before to determine who might be in the bed with me? Memory was only part of the equation - the rest was scent and taste. I knew most of the men in my life by those delicious flavors. The one I had my body draped over was sunshine and pina coladas. The man's who had his hard dick pressed into my ass smelled of sandalwood, sage, and leather - my mate. "Good morning," Dean whispered. "Morning," I wiggled my ass to let Dean know he was appreciated. "When did you come in?" I didn't remember Dean returning last night. Dean snickered, the puffs of breath tickling my ear. "It was pretty late, and you were preoccupied, so I enjoyed the show until you passed out." "I'm sorry. Guess it's good you're such a voyeur." "Nothing to be sorry for. I could have joined or let you know if I wanted. He seemed to be having a very good time." I kissed the back of Jake's neck, and he snuggled into me. "Yeah, it was pretty great. Jon got a stud as hot as mine." "You're such a romantic." Dean moved his hips so his cock was running up and down my crack. "Just remember, I'm your number one fuck." "Always." I couldn't help but smile to myself. Dean was perfect, but damn if Jake wasn't a close runner up for sex. I didn't need to tell that part to Dean. The things we do for love... Tap, tap, tap, sounded at the door. "Come," I said, and Dean bit me as soon as the word was out. "Such a bossy man," Dean teased. "Morning." Jon walked in and stood by the bed next to Jake. He was already dressed for work. "You didn't have to make it good, Dad. A simple feed and fuck would have been fine." "What?" Jon knelt down and kissed Jake. "Time to wake up, sleeping beauty. You have work today." "Good right here," Jake muttered, pressing back against me. "Yeah, I know that smile. Dad did a real number on you. Well, can't say I'm surprised since he does the same for me. Come on, time to move." Jon poked Jake again. "A loving boyfriend would wake me up with a blowjob," Jake said into the pillow. "Yeah, I know, I'm terrible and to prove it I'll call your dad so he can come get you." "Bully." Jake pushed the covers back and sat up. "Come on." Jon held out a hand and pulled Jake into him. "We'll see you guys tonight." "Have a good day," I called as Jon led Jake out. I turned over and kissed Dean. "You doing okay?" "Yeah. It's all a bit much, and I've had longer to adjust to Bacchus and this town than you. Aphrodite is a new wrinkle." "Ha ha, wrinkle? Oh, honey, she is way more than a wrinkle. In one little snit, she changed the town and how Bacchus deals with women. He might have blown it off, but I can't help but think there will be 'complications.' Jon did say that he and Ashley kept Kennedy away from Jake." "And how did Ashley take the news?" Dean ran his fingers over my face as if he were memorizing me. "I don't know, Jon didn't say. Guess we should get up and moving. We've still got lots of clean up to do after the party." "Yeah. Just hate being in that house now." "You guys are welcome to move in permanently," I offered. "What? And live in sin? Mr. Martinez, you are such a scoundrel!" "Pretty sure I passed scoundrel a few weeks back. Just know that whenever you're ready, you're welcome." "Then I'd have to clean up the house and get rid of Kelly's stuff, I'm not there yet. It was hard enough just being there and seeing the reminders." "Well, there's no rush, and Jon and I can help when it's time." * Scene 8 * David Martinez I was surprised to find Eros sitting at our breakfast bar when we got the kitchen. "I made a fresh pot." Eros held up his mug. "Thanks, can I make you some breakfast?" I pulled out the eggs and bacon from the refrigerator. "Absolutely. Glad to see you fed well. Good morning, Dean. And... before you ask, Emma is doing just fine. She's sleeping in." "Geez, talk about awkward." Dean slumped onto the barstool beside Eros as I began cooking. "You get used to it, or at least you will. I'm working my way through the family, you know." Eros bumped shoulders with Dean. "Ha ha, funny. Are you hitting on me?" Dean asked. "Oh, handsome, I've already had the pleasure. And believe me, it 'was' a pleasure." "When? I don't remember." Dean looked at me in confusion, like I had the answer. All I could do was shrug. I might have guesses, but I didn't know anything for sure. "When you were being questioned, I helped you relieve some of the sexual tension. Being in Aphrodite's presence tends to do that to mortals. And while you may not remember, it was very enjoyable. Oh, and in case it ever comes up, you had sex with Aphrodite too, as well as Anteros and Himeros." "Fuck." Dean rested his head on the bar. "I don't remember." "Ah, don't feel bad. I'll be glad to give you a repeat. I'm sure my brothers will as well. The questioning was best forgotten, and while it meant forgetting everything else during your visit. It was best for you." "Thanks, I guess," Dean said and gave me a smile as I delivered plates to him and Eros. "You said nothing unusual happened when Dean was gone. Didn't sex with Aphrodite count?" I asked. "David, David, you need to accept that you are a servant of two Greek gods who incorporate sex into everything. No, it does not count as unusual or remarkable and just assume, any dealings with those two include sex." "Is there anything we need to do for Emma?" I was sure Dean would want to know, even if he wasn't up to asking the questions himself. "Not really. It should help her adjust to living with you and Jon. While she's somewhat immune to your powers, she still picks up on the lust. Now she can satisfy her needs. Sin will be visiting for the next few nights to continue where I left off." "Is that necessary?" Dean asked. "No, but Aphrodite wanted it to happen. I can guarantee Emma will enjoy Sin's attentions. He was trained by Aphrodite, so he is very skilled," Eros said. "I thought he was gay?" Dean said. "You'd have to ask Bacchus. I heard stories but don't know any of the facts other than he serviced women while on the other side. Changing subjects, have you experienced any changes, David?" "Not recently, though I notice I have to be more careful to lock down my powers. They seem to affect people more quickly and more strongly than they did at first. Jon said the same thing is happening with him." "You may start hearing other's pleas soon. Usually those are strongest when you're quiet or getting ready to sleep," Eros said. "Pleas?" Dean asked. "Not quite a prayer, but close. We are sensitive to wishes or strong thoughts about sex. So let's say you have a young man, caught in self- pleasure and wishing that homo-erotic demons are real and that one will slip into his room and take him. Or an incubus or vampire. Doesn't matter what the fantasy is. It comes to us like a vision and we can follow it back. Eventually, David will be able to project himself there and fulfill the fantasy. The person thinks they're dreaming, but I assure you the sex that happens is very real." "Do I have to?" I thought it sounded awful stalkerish. "No, but you should do it. That's part of who we are and what we do, David. You can plant seeds in their minds just as you would if you met them on the street." "You've done it?" Dean asked. "Many, many times. All the erotes have. It's time for you to start making matches, David. I think you're ready. I know you've done a couple, but there's no reason to hold back. Also watch for signs of traveling." "Signs? Shouldn't it be obvious?" "Maybe. But it may start out gradually, like being in the room you were walking to without remembering getting there. Or being on the other side of a door you don't remember opening. To be honest, we don't know how your powers will manifest. Not like Bacchus and Aphrodite made an erote this way before." "Somehow, I don't find that comforting." Great I was an experiment in the unknown. "You'll do fine, thank you for breakfast. You know how to reach me, and I'll check in with you." And just like that, Eros was gone. "Why do they always have to be so vague. Haven't they heard of straightforward answers?" "That's what has you worried? I just found out I've had sex with gods know how many of them and I don't remember." I had no idea how to respond, so opted for a hug. * Scene 9 * Calvin Barker Seriously? This shit could not be happening again. God, if you hate me so much, just strike me dead. I leaned against the wall and stared at the door. The sounds reminding me yet again what a pitiful, unfulfilled life I led. Well, at least I could give the guy credit for being good. Or at least Grant was very vocal about enjoying himself. I certainly never got those sounds out of a lover, and Grant was hot. Not to be compared with Jon who was so far off the scale, his hotness could not be measured. Of course I was assuming it was Jon, but that's who it sounded like. Shit, why am I torturing myself by standing here and listening to this? Because, idiot, this is as close as you'll ever get. Sad but true. I heard a telltale cry and cursed my existence again. Why did she need napkins so badly and right now anyway? The door clicked and slowly opened. Grant stepped out and blushed before he scurried off. Yeah, like no one would notice the just well-fucked look he was wearing. Not that he didn't wear it well - it seemed to be his daily look anymore. "Oh, um... hey uh, Calvin. It's not what it looks like," Jon said, stepping out of the linen closet. "Fine, whatever. I just need napkins. Don't mind me." I tried to get by him, and he put a hand on my arm stopping me. "I need to explain." "Dude, you don't owe me an explanation." But damn, what I wouldn't give to be the one getting banged by him in the closet. "No, seriously. Would you let me, please? We could meet up for lunch or maybe connect after work?" I stared at him for a moment which was a monumental mistake. He was so fucking gorgeous I'd do anything just to be able to stare at him for longer. Which, I realized, I was doing. "Sorry, I guess if it's that important to you. I worked mid-shift today so I'm done at five. But I'm supposed to meet a realtor. Maybe another day?" "I get off at five too, maybe I could go with you. I haven't lived here long, but I've learned my way around." "You'd do that?" I'm sure I was scowling, but I could not figure out why he'd be offering to go with me." "I'd really like to if that's okay with you," Jon smiled, and I felt my heart racing. "Sure, it's your time that'll be wasted. I'll meet you in the employee lot. Are you sure Grant won't object?" "Grant? Why would he... Oh, no, it's not like that." Jon gave me a funny look. "I know it doesn't make sense, but if you're going to live in Bacchus Springs there's some stuff you need to know, I promise I'll explain." Jon turned and headed toward the front desk. "Weird," I muttered as I gathered the linens. People kept sayin' shit like that to me with no explanation. Someday I'll understand or just get used to it, things work differently here. Well, that was pretty damned obvious, wasn't it? * Scene 10 * Calvin Barker When I walked out to my car, I was surprised to see Jon had actually shown up. He'd changed out of the tuxedo he normally wore, but he was just as hot in jeans, maybe more so. "Hey," Jon called. "Hey, um... you mind riding in my car? I'm sure it's not up to your usual standards." Even in the employee lot, my Civic looked like the poor cousin. I unlocked the car and watched for revulsion. "Not at all, this is fine. To be honest, yours is in a lot better condition than my roommate's from college. I don't have this overwhelming urge to spray with Lysol or not touch anything." I laughed. "Comes with being a chef, I like clean." "Good quality to have. Thank you for giving me a chance." We talked about work at the resort until we met up with the realtor, and then the next two hours were all focused on what she showed me. Jon and I didn't have a chance to talk about whatever it was he wanted to share, but I did find him helpful on pulling out the pros and cons of the properties. "Thoughts?" the realtor asked. She seemed very nice and knowledgeable if not a little distracted whenever Jon was near. "I liked several, but I need some time to think if that's okay. This is a big decision, especially if I decide to buy instead of rent." "No problem, but I caution that the properties here do move quickly. I hope you'll consider the bungalow. I really think it's perfect for you," she said while openly staring at Jon. "Thanks, I'll try to let you know tomorrow." We shook hands, and I watched her drive off. "Sorry we didn't get time to talk more." "It's not a problem, you hungry? Want to grab something at the diner? We could talk there." "You don't have to get home or meet anyone?" The idea of Jon not having plans seemed farfetched. "Not tonight. Ashley is doing something with her folks, and Jake has to work late. And I figure Dad and Dean need some alone time." "Ah... should I know any of those names?" I had no clue who any of them were, and honestly, they could have been his dogs for all I knew. "Come on. I'll explain when we're eating, my treat." I was surprised at the Diner. Not only was it retro, it seemed to be packed, but they found a booth for us as soon as we stepped in. After we ordered, I felt a little nervous waiting for the big reveal. "So..." Jon began looking around. "None of this is a secret, but it may be hard for you to believe." "Uh-huh..." Not a great way to start in my book. If I didn't enjoy looking at him so much, I would have told myself to leave. "Do you know much about Greek mythology?" "Say, what? Uh... no." "Here are your drinks, sweeties. Where's your dad, Jon? You really need to get him to visit more often. Jake working tonight?" the waitress said like they were besties. "Yeah, he has to close tonight, and you'd be better off asking Dean to get Dad here than me. I have no influence," Jon said. "Oh, sugar, we all know that's not true. Food will be up shortly." She turned and left. Jon shrugged. "It's a small town, and everyone knows your business. But what I started to say is Bacchus Springs is named after Bacchus - also known as Dionysus. He's real, and he lives here. And no, I'm not crazy." I took a sip of my soda trying to think of what I could say that would not be insulting. "Be warned, you're going to see some really strange shit. It's not bad, but it can be unnerving. Just... when it happens, ask. Don't assume you're losing it." "Okay, and this has what to do with you and Grant?" "The simple version is that Grant is a friend with benefits. I give him great sex, and he feeds me the lust I need." "Yeah, right, and next you'll be telling me you're an incubus." I gave a forced laugh because I was out of other options. "We're not allowed to use that name. Aphrodite prefers that we refer to ourselves as erotes." Jon sat back, and the waitress returned setting out food in front of us. "Let me know if I can get you anything else, gentlemen. And Jon, when you get a chance, let Mr. Jenson know we all thought Emma's party was the best. Haven't had anything like that in ages." "I will, thank you. Were you there?" Jon asked. "No, my daughter." She leaned down and dropped her voice. "Not sure how I feel about Aphrodite's changes though. Turning everything upside down." "I'm sure. We'll wave if we need something," Jon said. "You planned that, right?" I asked, finding the reference to Aphrodite a little too convenient. "No. I want to be your friend, Calvin, and help you adjust to living here. Ashley helped me a lot when we first moved here. You need someone who you can talk to." "Uh-huh." I took a bite of the burger and sighed. It was really good. It was too bad that such a good-looking guy had to be mentally unstable. Not that I still didn't want him to fuck me in the linen closet, but now it seemed even further out of reach. "I'd rather be friends first, but if that's what you really want." I froze with the burger almost to my mouth and stared at Jon. I carefully set it down and took a breath. "Pardon?" "I think I'd enjoy having sex with you, but personally, I'd rather pick a better place. For Grant, it's what's convenient. He doesn't live in Bacchus Springs, and I don't see him outside of work. Once you get your own place, that would be much better. I was hoping we could be friends first though." "How?" "Part of being an erote. I pick up on thoughts," Jon tapped his forehead and ate a French fry like all this was normal. This guy is fucking crazy. I began to wonder if I was safe being with him. I picked up my burger and saw Jon lean forward. "I'm telling you the truth, Calvin. TRUST ME." Jon's voice did strange things to me. I swear it was like a caress and crazy as it seemed, I just couldn't imagine him doing anything to hurt me. He seemed like a good guy, so maybe I just trust him and ignore the crazy part. "Which of the places did you like the best?" Jon asked. "The bungalow for sure, but that's an investment. What if it's got termites or wood rot or something?" I really did love the little arts and crafts house. It had a nice location, and the woodwork was beautiful even if it needed some work and updating. "I could ask Ford and see if he knows about it. He owns a construction company in town," Jon offered. "You'd do that?" "Sure, give me a second." Jon stood and pulled out his cell phone, stepping out of sight. He came back a couple of minutes later. "He knows the place and says it's good. He's even willing to do a walk- through with you if you want." "Just like that? What will it cost me?" I knew it would be more than I could justify. "No, it's free. As a favor to me. I'll set it up if you want." "That would be amazing, thank you." "Consider it done. Now, eat before it gets cold. Only condition is you've got to let me help you when it comes time to move and get set up." "You'd do that?" "Friend, dude. That's what we do for each other." Jon pointed to himself like I'd insulted him. I couldn't help the smile that took over my face. I could get into having a friend like Jon, even if the benefits never happened. I happily took another bite of my burger. "Dude, it's going to happen, but not until you're ready. I'll also be introducing you to all the people you need to know. You're going to love it here, promise." I lifted my soda and clinked glasses with Jon. "To friends." * Scene 11 * David Martinez I stepped off the elevator and stopped. There was a strange woman sitting at Mrs. Cokesbury's desk. "Uh, good morning..." "Good morning, Mr. Martinez. I'm Kelsey, and I'll be filling in until your new assistant starts." "Okay. Did something happen to Mrs. Cokesbury?" Damn, I so wanted to tell her that she was being replaced. "I don't know, sir. But, Barbara did ask that I send you to Mr. Bacchus's office as soon as you got settled this morning." "Sure. Thank you." I walked into my office and looked around. I'm not sure what I was expecting, a mess, damage, broken things? No, looked just like I left it last Thursday. I powered up my computer and checked messages before walking to Bacchus's office. "Good morning, Barbara." "Good morning, handsome. Turn around for me, will you?" I did a turn and waited for the comments. "Delicious as always, he's waiting for you, sweet cheeks." I was too embarrassed to respond. I knocked before pushing open the door. "David, good to see you," Bacchus greeted and stretched out his arms. I walked over and stepped into his embrace, not even hesitating as he kissed me. "How is everyone?" "Dean is still a little mopey but not bad, all things considered." I took a seat in one of Bacchus's guest chairs. "And Emma?" "Better than ever. I think Eros made an impression, and she seems to be more comfortable being around me. She was rather excited when she met Sin and whisked him off before we even really got a chance to say hello." "Hm, yes, about Sin... He'll be back a couple more times for Emma, but there are some things you should know." "Sounds ominous." "Perhaps. I need you and Jon to do something for me. Whenever you're around Sin, I want you to pay attention to his thoughts and what he's feeling. I'd like to know how he reacts to your powers." "Okay. May I ask if there's something in particular I'm looking for? I was surprised you sent him for Emma. Dean thought he was gay." "He was. That's what I'm hoping you can pick up. Is he still? He's currently under a curse, and I'd like to find out how deep it goes. Short of getting Aphrodite to forgive him and remove the curse I want to find out what we may be able to do that will help him through," Bacchus said. "Aphrodite cursed Sin?" Though I knew she had a temper, she didn't strike me as the type to curse randomly. "Oh, he's quite lucky to be alive. Without going into details, he went against her direct orders." "Ohhh." Yeah, that was bad. "And the curse?" "He can only initiate intimacy with women." "But you should be able to tell if he's still attracted to men, right?" I knew that my powers differed from Bacchus's, but he could read minds more easily than I could. "Yes, I should. Unfortunately, I can't. That's why I'm asking for your help. It could be he's damaged or that Aphrodite is keeping me out, so I don't interfere in his punishment. It is my understanding that he can be with men as long as he's obeying direct orders. But if he is no longer interested, that could make his condition worse." "So you want me to..." "Read him for now. I may ask you and Jon to do more once we know what's in his head." "We can do that. You remember that Jon and I are going to New York this week? I have an appointment at the firm to sign the retainer agreement on Friday, and Jon has a birthday party on Saturday." "When do you leave?" Bacchus stood and came around his desk. "We'll drive in Thursday night and come back on Sunday. I'll stay at my brother's and Jon's staying at his college roommate's house." "The younger brother? The architect? The one who may be looking for a job?" Bacchus had a devious smile on his face. "Yes." "Convince him to schedule an interview. I want him." Bacchus gave me a look that was all business. "Um, my powers don't work on him. And I'm pretty sure he's straight and happily married." "Use your charm, David. BRING HIM TO ME. I don't care if he thinks he's straight, that's easily fixed. And make sure you feed well while you're gone, I don't want any incidents. Actually, let's set a goal. I want you to BRING FOUR MEN INTO THE FOLD before you return." I felt a wave of heat pass through my body and had a fleeting thought that something Bacchus just said should worry me. But as soon as I tried to remember what it was, the thought was gone and I was caught in his glowing eyes. "You dropped to your knees for Aphrodite, David." "She's my goddess, and frankly, she scares the shit out of me." I wasn't sure that it was a great defense, but it was the truth. "I don't scare you?" Bacchus ran his fingers along my jawline, tickling my beard. "Not like that, no. You scare me because of how much I want you, what I wouldn't do to see you smile at me, or how I seem to completely lose all ability to think when you touch me." "Good answer. I think I'd like to see that pretty mouth of yours wrapped around my dick. Could you do that for me, David?" Like he had to even ask. I slid out of the chair, dropping to my knees as my hand went to his belt. I had it undone, his pants unfastened, and his fly down within seconds. I took him in my mouth and worshipped every inch. "I'll take this over bowing and groveling any day," Bacchus said. His hands ran through my hair as he looked down at me. "Don't forget to feed." I wrapped my tongue around the head of his dick and hummed my agreement. Drinking in his lust as I took him back into my throat. I still wouldn't say I was amazing, but none of my men complained. I felt him stiffen and was soon rewarded with a mouth full of Greek god ambrosia. I loved the way he tasted and continued to suck until the last drops were spent. Bacchus lifted me to my feet and kissed me, sharing the taste of his seed on my tongue. I pulled back, feeling light-headed. I was almost to the door when I remembered. "Bacchus, did something happen with Mrs. Cokesbury?" Bacchus scowled. "Meddling old shrew. Yes, I gave her to Hades. You won't be seeing her again. Those folks in Portersville have gone too far. We're going to accelerate our plans. I'm tired of playing nice. Next week you'll be meeting with some of them, representing Bacchus Industries. Jo will give you all the details." Bacchus turned back to his desk. I knew a dismissal when I got one and didn't want to push my luck. Though maybe I should feel guilty about the joy I felt in my heart thinking of Mrs. Cokesbury enjoying Hades's hospitality. I might have delighted in all the awful things he could be doing to her while I walked back to my office. "Oh, Mr. Martinez. Mr. Pappetti is on his way up to see you. He said he had a quick update." Kelsey was all sweetness and sunshine as she spoke, but I noticed her eyes were glued to my crotch, and her thoughts would have embarrassed a veteran call girl. She'd just have to imagine it because she was not my type. I hadn't been in my office long before Louis was at the door. "Mr. Martinez?" "Louis, please come in. And remember, call me David. If you don't mind, close and lock the door behind you." "Sir?" Louis's eyes went wide, and he froze for a second. But his thought went exactly where I wanted. I took that as a very good sign since I like being on the same page as the men I'm about to fuck. Louis did as requested and stood several feet away, wringing his hands. "I wanted to give you a couple of updates." "Sure, continue." I came around the desk and stepped into his personal space, putting my hands on his shoulders and sliding the suit coat off. "Um... we found a place in New York and just have to work out the closing. We also finished the close on the barn and are pulling a list together for the remodel." "Mm-hm." I kissed up his neck as I began unbuttoning his shirt. "And... um... and we're already getting... ohhhh... offices pulled together for... oh, God." I had his pants unfastened and his hard cock already out of his briefs. "Go on, Louis." "Your new hires." Louis kicked off his shoes and let me pull the pants all the way off. A few quick tugs, and he was naked and displaying that hard-ripped body I was hungering for. "Did you miss me, Louis?" "Fuck, yes." He turned, and I pulled him into a hard kiss as my hands gripped his muscled ass. I grabbed the bottle of lube and undressed before sitting down on the couch and beckoning to Louis. "Come over here." His body felt so hard and smooth under my hands. I lifted his cock to my lips and sucked him in. He was already leaking, and I savored the sweet essence. He rested his hands on my shoulder, and I began to feed on his lust. At this point, I didn't even need to think about it. I'd already made the changes he needed, now it was a simple matter of taking it in and getting him more aroused. "David, I'm going to cum soon." Louis was thrusting into my mouth as I sucked. As I continued to work him, I slicked my fingers and worked them into his tight little hole. "OHH, FUCK!" Louis cried when I found his p-spot. I finger fucked him harder, getting three fingers inside him and pounding his prostate as I sucked. It took seconds before I was rewarded, and I swallowed every drop. Louis pulled back; I guess he thought we were done. "Oh, no, Louis. I need you to ride my cock. You're not going anywhere." "But..." "Not to worry, you're still hard, and I guarantee you'll cum again." I turned him around and massaged his ass while my fingers slid back inside his hole. I guided him back and held my dick to his slicked opening. He slowly sank down, gasping in a moan of pleasure as I filled him. "This is what you needed, Louis. The blowjob just took the edge off. I know what you like best is a big fat cock up your man cunt. Now FUCK YOURSELF." Louis's back was to me as he began sliding up and down on my shaft. His muscles flexing and tightening as he took all twelve inches into his ass, then slowly lifted until only the head was inside him. Over and over again. I held his hips and helped him keep up the momentum. His body was hot and snug around my dick, and he felt amazing. It was too bad he didn't accept this about himself more readily. He loved riding my dick and was beyond thought as he got caught up in the pleasure. Maybe I'd just have to introduce him to a few well-endowed men and get the ball rolling, so to speak. "Oh, fuck, you feel good inside me." "That's the way, fuck yourself harder, Louis. You want to feel me for days." "Yes...." I was getting close. The man had a magic ass, and I wanted him to get off before I did. I reached around and began stroking him. His cock was slick from the amount of pre-cum he was leaking, and it only took a few strokes before he slammed down hard and came over my hand. His cry echoed off the walls, and I thought for a moment he might have passed out with how limp he went. I smiled as I realized that Mrs. Cokesbury wasn't around to hear him. Fortunately, Louis came back to himself enough that I could continue. A few more strokes and I released deep inside him, filling him with my seed. Louis collapsed back against me with a sigh. I turned his head enough we could kiss, and I ran my hands over his body. "Such a hot fuck, Louis. I need to introduce you to some of my men." "Mm. Do they fuck like you?" Louis's voice was low and raspy. "They do, and most of my guys are very well endowed. You'll like them." "But our secret, right?" "Of course." >> END CHAPTER FIFTEEN << Please donate to Nifty! If you enjoyed this story or the many other great works available on Nifty, please help keep this service available and make a supporting donation at http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html. Thank you for reading, and I hope you enjoyed the story. Comments, questions, and feedback are welcome. I have a notification list for when new chapters of Bacchus Springs are posted to Nifty. If you'd like to be included, let me know. Feedback and requests for notification can be sent to me at trippsavidge@gmail.com. Shout out of thanks to my beta readers: Bill, Jerry, Mark, and Pavel. They helped bring you a better story. 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. His wife is Ariadne. * Bailey-Parks, Drake - Attorney specializing in contract law. Married to Ross Bailey-Parks. Interviewing at Bacchus Industries. * Barker, Calvin - chef at the Resort and Spa * Brentwood, Jeff - Finance Manager at Bacchus Industries. Mid-forties, married, three children. * 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, betrothed to Jon Martinez * 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 * Carson, Trevor - Delivery man, body builder. Moved to Bacchus Springs to find a better home for his nephew. * Carson, Tyrone - Student, nephew of Trevor. * Castile, Marc - pediatrician, partner of Trent * Castle, Paula - friend of Tabitha Ward. * Cavanaugh, Brian - Attorney, nephew of Troy. Specializing in Corporate/Contract law and interviewing at Bacchus Industries. * Cavanaugh, Josh - Student, son of Troy Cavanaugh * Cavanaugh, Kennedy - College student, Son of Troy Cavanaugh. Betrothed to Jake * Cavanaugh, Troy - Servant of Bacchus, Mayor of Bacchus Springs, Married to Bobbie, father of Josh * Cokesbury, Edith - Secretary/Assistant for David Martinez at Bacchus Industries. Long-term employee. * 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, soul mate to Jon Martinez * Ferrari, Elmo, MD - The primary family doctor in Bacchus Springs. He assists Bacchus with assessments of youth after completing they've completed puberty. * Fox, Chloe West - attorney interviewing to work for David, was once Megan Martinez's best friend. Married to Dexter Fox with twin sons from a previous marriage. * Freyer, Jackson - Real Estate mogul from Albany, having a fling with Ben Donaldson. Had intended to buy Bart's Barn. * Green, Carson - student and a busboy at the Springs Diner * Grendle, Archibald, tailor. Older gentlemen with a socially unacceptable taste in sexual partners. * Hamlin, Barbara - Bacchus's secretary. Grandmother type with gray hair, slender and well dressed. * Harris, Ford - Servant of Bacchus, Owner and operator of Bacchus Construction * Heather - Nymph with a curvy build, thick blond hair and green eyes * Jamal - Shifter and guard for Bacchus, one of Hade's junior hounds * Jensen, Dean - Servant of Bacchus, Investments Broker/Banker, married to Kelly, father of Ethan and Emma, soul mate to David Martinez * 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. Banished to serve Hades in the underworld. * Kapshaw, Martha - Executive Chef for Bacchus Resort and Spa as well as Dion's. * Kayla - Nymph with a voluptuous build, dark hair and pale milky white skin * Keller, Grant - Attorney specializing in Criminal Law interviewing at Bacchus Industries. * Ketler, Grant - Bellman at Bacchus Springs Resort & Spa, rising senior in college * Laurenzano, Roberto Grayson - 'Grayson' - attorney interviewing to work for David. Married. * 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, one of the Erotes, soul mate to Dean Jenson * Martinez, Jon - College student, son of David, one of the Erotes, soul mate to Jake Donaldson, betrothed to Ashley Campbell * 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 * Miller, Trent Austin- Event Manager and partner to Marc Castile, a Doctor, who attended the CE Conference at the Resort and Spa. * Mays, Cortland - Owner and chef of Springs Diner in Bacchus Springs. Friend of Dean. * Pappetti, Louis - Director of Corporate Real Estate for Bacchus Industries. Married. * Prentice, Drew - Accountant/Finance Officer at Bacchus Industries. Reports to Jeff Brentwood. * Rice, Kristen - front desk supervisor at Bacchus Springs Resort & Spa * 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 * Sanders, Dylan - Owner operator of Sander's Cafe and catering in Portersville. * Satyrs - Servants of Bacchus. Through an arrangement with Pan, Bacchus has a version of the Faun's as servants. Similar to Pan's fauns but without the goat's legs and tail and more human in appearance. They are long-lived and have unusual powers of seduction. The satyrs are: Benny, Blaze, Chetana (f), Devon, Elijah, Jinho, Juan Carlo, Julian, Matthew, Sinha "Sin", and Victor. * Simmons, Candy - neighbor of David and Jon. Married to Warren with two teenaged children * Simmons, Warren - neighbor of David and Jon. Married to Candy with two teenaged children * St. Anthony's - a hospital and insane asylum outside of Bacchus Springs * Tanner, Brooks MD - doctor visiting Bacchus Springs for a Continuing Education conference. * Tanner, Tiffany - wife of Brooks Tanner. * Ward, Caleb - student, son of James & Tabitha Ward and younger brother of Daniel. * Ward, Daniel - student, son of James & Tabitha Ward and older brother of Caleb. Ward's Furniture Store. * 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 - office manager of Ward's Furniture. Mother of Daniel and Caleb and wife of James. 35