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by Martine
Hercules could see the damp patch clearly on the front of the skin and he
groaned aloud then sighed deeply. All he would need to do would be to double-back
behind the forge and stealthily creep up to take his friend from behind.
He grinned inanely - unsure if he could control the passion threatening
to overwhelm him - he craved release, oh gods did he crave release! But
alas, Hercules cared too much about this man to take advantage of him in
that way. Not that the son of Zeus wasn't severely tempted! He was getting
harder by the minute......
..................his mind came spinning back to the present...........
"So you're basically saying that you don't want me to make love to
you ... that you are worried about my reputation, that you prefer to have
sex with women and you feel you may be disappointed in me?"
"Er...!"
"Well come on Iolaus...is that it or isn't it?"
The blonde ran a hand through his hair and crooked one arm behind his head,
thinking. "Why do you have to make things so complicated Herc? Couldn't
a simple `no' suffice? Now you've got me reviewing everything I've said."
"Well you're the one who said them Iolaus. I just want to know if it's
the truth or if there's some other reason you don't want us to be together?"
He could tell - his hunter was weakening....
"Yeah well..there's Deianaira and the kids for a start and Ania...what
would they think?"
Hercules laughed.. Iolaus really was worried if he was thinking about their
late wives.
"Oh my friend, Deianaira knows precisely how I feel about you, she
always has. You don't think I could keep something like that from my perceptive
wife do you? Besides which, now they walk in the Elysian Fields, she wants
for me to be happy here, Ania is the same..Deianaira told me. Actually I
suspect they'd both rather we took each other as lovers than other women!"
"Sh...she....knows!!!? I...I mean....they BOTH know!"
"Yes, Iolaus...it was after that day in the forge when she came across
us fighting - you were teaching me those Eastern techniques remember? Well
I guess she took one look at the raw look of lust on my face when I held
you over that barrel and ....well...she just put two and two
together. It was blindingly obvious!'
Iolaus' mouth had dropped wide open. "I...but...I ...er.....I never
knew!! I mean...sure I felt something that day...something different in
our relationship but I guess I thought it was just me!! Actually Herc..seeing
as this is a time for confessions..I didn't tell you this
but if Deianaira hadn't interrupted us I might just have...er.!!' Iolaus
coughed, faintly embarrassed by the near admission, swiftly changing the
subject he added `Herc she, I mean er..Ania... she does know that we never...you
know...did it...?"
"My poor friend....yes, they know that, but that doesn't stop me from
wanting you...and I do Iolaus! I want..to slowly strip the clothes from
your beautiful body and kiss you until you tense with desire then I want
to bring you to completion, stroking you , suckling and teasing you
until you cry out and show me the proof of our impending joining. Then I'll
coat myself with your sweet essence and enter you, slowly..oh, so slowly..and
our bodies will rock and thrust to orgasmic completion, and we'll lie here
exhausted, until we start all over again ... Iolaus ... please...I have
to have you now." His voice was throaty
with desire.
Hercules eyes drifted slowly down the
length of Iolaus' body as he lay on his back in the soft grass. The sweat
had dried and his skin was smooth and creamy. The loincloth hung from his
slim waist and rose meaningfully at his groin, the shape of his full genitals
draped in the soft material, Iolaus was really weakening...the proof was
nestling temptingly close to Hercules' hand! He followed the line down the
thick, strong legs to rest on the delicate ankles and small feet. Hercules
groaned ....he wanted to take each tiny toe into his mouth and suckle them,
gradually tracing his tongue up the golden body, tasting the dried sweat
and scent of Iolaus as he drove the hunter wild with desire...then the prize...he
would reach under the smooth material and cup the hunter's penis, just as
Iolaus had done that afternoon, and he
would stroke it until Iolaus bucked and gushed into his hand. He would grasp
the deliciously rounded buttocks and push his fingers into the hot ass even
as his mouth rose to cover Iolaus'.............
Iolaus could feel the heat of Hercules' glare and something finally gave
way..his resolve began to shatter as he too pictured making love to the
demigod, here, in the open with the cool breeze playing over their skin,
the scent of masculine sweat combined with the perfume of the wild flowers
as they were crushed beneath them.
Maybe it wouldn't be so difficult. He was already considering the options.
The blonde wanted Hercules but was frightened their relationship would change
if he gave in. What if the demigod didn't want him after he had taken his
fill? What if he resented Hercules for doing that to him? Most of all how
would they be able to keep away from
each other, once the divine present was opened? Iolaus didn't think he would
be able to stop once he started. He desired this man too much...he groaned...unable
to stand the pain in his groin.
"Oh boy Herc!!" That's it....with a sigh..he crumbled....
"Wait here...." Iolaus instructed hoarsely. The bemused demigod
watched as his friend nimbly shifted to his feet and ran inside the forge.
The sight of his delicious body, as he moved gracefully into the building,
sent another shiver of delight through Hercules...maybe ...just maybe...
Minutes later the hunter emerged from the gloomy forge and the demigod's
stomach knotted, he suddenly felt queasy, unsure if he could pull this off.
Iolaus was carrying a couple of pillows, a rough blanket, some ale, mugs
and a small bottle...he had even taken time to run a bone
comb through his tousled hair.
Hercules rose to greet him. "Here Herc take this and spread it on the
ground. I guess we may as well be comfortable?!" He laughed, the sound
was like gentle music to the demigod as he took the blanket and did as
he was told, noticing with amusement that the blanket covered the exact
spot where Iolaus had spilled his seed earlier that day. The omens were
certainly right. He could tell the hunter was nervous and he was determined
to go slowly, not to scare him. After all the first time could be quite
frightening.
"I...I've only got Almond oil....do you think that will do?"
"Perfect my friend." The demigod could almost smell the fragrance
on the hunter's body and his cock jumped in response. Why was it that everything
seemed to take so long when you're in a hurry....the seconds that it took
for them to settle were like hours stretching into days.
He was hot and more than ready by the time Iolaus sat on the blankets, cross-legged,
his blue-grey eyes locking onto Hercules' trustingly.
"Love me Hercules...I can't bear this any longer...make us one.."
The son of Zeus needed no more words, he gently eased himself out of his
vest and divested himself of his leather trousers, he bent his fingers to
the waistband of his breechcloth and found smaller hands had got there first.
Iolaus was kneeling before him and gradually pulling the clout aside gently
eased it over the demigod's firm hips, slowly uncovering his soft skin and
straining erection. He moaned in surprise and delight when the cool fingers
caressed his aching penis. "I think I've always wanted to touch you
Hercules." He murmured. The breechcloth found its way onto a small
blackberry bush as the last vestiges of clothing were removed from the hero.
The demigod couldn't breathe as the blonde's head lent forward to taste
the flesh beneath his fingers. His tongue drifting leisurely across the
velvet terrain, mapping out the undulations and curves, tickling even as
Hercules' cock filled and strained. He kissed and caressed the thick dark
hair, nuzzling into it, gathering the scent of his lover - wanting to remember
everything if this were to be their first and last union. Iolaus teased
his pink tongue across the weeping helmet and eased his mouth around the
demigod's cock, suckling and blowing into the slit until, unable to bear
the tightness Hercules pulled Iolaus' head to him roughly and with a cry
erupted like a volcano into his waiting mouth.
"Oh..Iolaus...!"
His own knees nearly gave way as Iolaus swallowed the milky fluid, the sounds
of him gulping down that precious liquid were incredibly arousing. The hunter
wanted to taste every bit, to drink the last drop of the divine semen, he
sucked the very last salty efflorescence from
Hercules' tip, licking his lips and running his hand across the back of
his mouth...every last drop....
It was the most incredible sensation the demigod had ever experienced. Iolaus
was a natural and Hercules found it hard to believe that he had never experienced
sex with a man before....just a quick learner - Iolaus was always a quick
learner. He was so caring and considerate a partner, he knew women all over
Greece lusted after the small hunter and recalled the myriad of female voices
over the years that had cried out with overwhelming joy as the warrior pounded
into them, bringing them to the brink of extinction and carrying them over
into the realm of
Olympus...Iolaus was a perfect lover. It was difficult for the demigod to
listen to his friend making love...not because he was embarrassed, but because
he invariably had to crawl off somewhere to bring himself off in order to
release the tension in his body...yes...he was jealous.
Now it was his turn and he planned to make Iolaus scream his name.
Still shaking from his incredible orgasm the demigod knelt down to meet
the waiting lips of his lover and friend. He could taste himself in the
hunter's warm mouth, his tongue capturing the last vestiges of his essence,
drawing it back within himself. He ran his hands through the
soft hair and stroked the simple jawline of the human he loved most in the
world. Gazing into the sun-dappled eyes the demigod formed the words.."I
love you Iolaus."
Then he swept the taut bundle of muscles into his arms and brought Iolaus
down to lie on the blanket, pinning him beneath his not inconsiderable weight,
his lover's golden hair flowing out behind him on the ground as the warrior
looked lovingly up at the handsome half-god, his eyes closing slowly, unable
to bear the look of raw passion in Hercules' face...passion and undemanding
love.
Iolaus knew in his heart that he was doing the right thing by giving himself
in this way. Right now nothing else mattered but their union. The world
had stopped and everyone else had got off...everyone but the demigod and
the warrior, entwined in each other's arms, for an eternity.
Slowly Iolaus opened his eyes and reached up to run a hand across the hard
chest, the tips of his fingers rubbing gently at Hercules' nipples as he
moaned and sighed. He began to trace a path down the firm abdomen to grasp
at the evidence of the demigod's arousal - suddenly a hand
stopped his progress and brought his arm back up over his head to join his
other one, now pinned helplessly above him. Hercules bent and planted soft
kisses on the nape of the hunter's neck whilst Iolaus whimpered in delight.
Hercules was aware that he hadn't touched his lover yet, right now he wanted
to explore every orifice, crevice and line, every curve and undulation.
Gently he released the blonde's arms but Iolaus showed no sign of wanting
to move them as the demigod began to lick his way down the hunter's body.
His wet tongue leaving a trail of deliciously ticklish sensation before
coming to rest at his navel, sinking deeply into that tiny hole he began
pushing his tongue deeper into Iolaus as the blonde's hips began to rise
off the ground. Slowly, deliberately,
Hercules' right hand found its way up underneath the loincloth to grasp
Iolaus' cock, sending shivers down his spine and causing the hunter to cry
out. He worked round to the underside and stroked his scrotum, teasing at
the warm nest of hair and driving his lover wild with need.
He pulled lovingly at the other's penis wrapping sensitive digits around
it and pulling, gently, gently - building his movements up to a crescendo
as he milked the turgid shaft until Iolaus stiffened and cried out Hercules'
name, pouring his seed over the demigod's fist and staining the front of
the loincloth once more, the co-mingling of fresh with dry, old love with
new lover.
"This has got to go!" Hercules remarked, laughing, as he stroked
the hunter some more, never letting go of the blonde's cock. Remarkably
Iolaus was still partially hard. It was a simple matter to release the leather
buckle as Iolaus lifted his hips slightly to allow Hercules to
strip him. When he looked down and saw what Hercules was doing to him he
cried out again and wiggled his ass. He needed to feel his lover in him.
Half desperate, half scared...
"Hercules...the oil..." He moaned urgently as he spread his legs
slightly. Hercules reached across the limp body of the blonde to grab the
bottle of lubrication only to have Iolaus draw him into a long and passionate
kiss. This man was seriously dangerous...if being seductive was a crime
Iolaus would be behind bars by now. Extricating himself from the clench
he bent back to his task. He uncorked the bottle and spread some of the
pungent smelling oil onto the palm of one hand before
replacing the bottle at his back. He warmed the Almond mixture slightly
before coating his thick penis with the liquid. Iolaus was watching him
constantly, his breath coming in strained gasps....
"Hurry Herc..please....!" The blonde's face was flushed with need.
"Iolaus...move your legs apart more...yes..like that..!" He watched
the delicious sight at the strong muscular thighs pulled apart....for him...just
for him...
Taking one finger coated with oil he pushed gently into the hunter's tight
anus...eliciting a gasp of pain from the warrior whose eyes had closed in
anticipation. But as the demigod moved around inside Iolaus began to relax
his muscles slightly..another finger followed and he
pushed further up inside the rectum bent on finding the special point of
passion. He knew he had found it when the hunter screamed and squirmed beneath
him... "Gods Hercules....what is that uhhh?" He managed to breathe
out...when the jerking stopped.
"I told you Iolaus...once past the threshold the sensation is incredible..."
"D...don't...don't stop....!"
Hercules laughed and reluctantly pulled out of the disappointed hunter,
patting his backside affectionately. "Now this....is much better Iolaus....hold
still.." He found one of the cushions and lifted Iolaus' buttocks to
place it underneath, raising his arse slightly off the
ground. Then he positioned himself between the blonde's spread-eagled legs
and pointed his cock at the tiny entrance. "I'll try not to hurt you
my love but you may feel some pain at first. Just tell me if you can't bear
it." He secretly hoped that the warrior would stand the
pain, he wasn't sure if he would be able to pull out once he had Iolaus
where he wanted him.
With a grunt he forced himself into the upraised body gently easing past
the ring of muscles until sweat broke out on the hunter's face. He was gritting
his teeth in pain and the demigod could see that the effort cost him. Hercules
partially pulled out of the warrior's anus then
tried again, this time forcing two thirds of his huge length into Iolaus.
Gradually a smile replaced the grimace and Hercules pushed faster and faster,
thrusting into his golden hunter whose knees were drawn up to accommodate
Hercules enormous bulk. The demigod couldn't help it...he began grunting
slightly at the effort of bringing his lover to completion with him....Grasping
Iolaus' penis he pulled on his foreskin rhythmically then began pumping
in time with his thrusts. Iolaus was gone....lust taking him beyond normal
wakefulness. The sensations were incredible, just as Hercules had promised
and he now wondered why he had been so worried. All the years they had missed
- he
was a fool.
Iolaus was pulling at the edge of the blanket, hands digging into the hard
earth, as he fought the sensations in his body. "Oh Gods Hercules....I
think I 'm going to.....oh..yes.....yes...YES!!!" The blonde bucked
and strained under the demigod's accomplished hand as he
came, shouting out and spurting his seed over both their chests. Hercules
was pounding into him, desperate now for the final release as Iolaus shuddered
and rose beneath him. His hand mechanically pulled on Iolaus' cock needing
to feel the other's flesh beneath his fingers...he
rode the small body hotly.....suddenly aware of the incredible feeling rising
from his balls as he finally cried out and emptied himself into his lover's
ass. "Iolaus....ah....AAHH!!". He collapsed forward still
locked in the other's body.
Iolaus reached up to stroke the silky hair of his accomplished lover and
kissed the top of his head slightly pulling Hercules' lips towards him for
a more passionate lock.
"Thank you...Iolaus..."
The hunter put his head on one side slightly. "Herc...why are you thanking
me? I'm the one who should be thanking you...if you hadn't persuaded me
I think there would have always been a part of me missing...and for that
I will be forever grateful. Besides which you are an amazingly athletic
lover!" He was grinning madly as he felt the
other's cock stirring within him once again. "Hey give me a chance
to recover here!" The demigod's member moved again and Iolaus yelped
then giggled. "What exactly do you half-gods eat for breakfast anyway?
OUCH ... Hercules ....what AAHH...." Hercules raised himself over the
blonde's body and moved within him, then began thrusting hotly again - this
time it took mere seconds before they exploded simultaneously...if possible
even more aroused than before. They had plenty of time to explore....but
for now the mortal was exhausted!
It was sometime later when a sleepy Iolaus uncurled his small form from
underneath Hercules to reach out for the ale and mugs. The demigod stirred
and brought an arm round to encircle the other's, naked waist. He rubbed
a hand over his tired face "What are you doing Iolaus?"
"Just getting some ale...I figure we could do with it...Well I can...I
need my energy if I'm gonna keep up with you partner! Besides which you
may be a God but your semen is incredibly salty!!" The last was said
teasingly as he licked the remainder of the dried stuff from the corner
of his lips.
"Why you little....!" Hercules said, in mock rage.
"Hey Herc....you NEVER said I was little a while back!" He grinned
as the demigod's hands reached for him again.
Iolaus wriggled out of reach and slipped himself around behind tree in an
attempt to elude the demigod. Hercules followed, trying to catch the mortal.
"When I get you Iolaus...you'll regret it!"
"OOh...I'm sooo scared! Come on buddy....catch me if you can..."
The blonde warrior was certainly quicker than the lumbering demigod whose
size sometimes proved to be a disadvantage. Under normal circumstances Iolaus
could have outrun the son of Zeus...but these weren't normal circumstances
and besides which he had something else in mind! Feigning a slip he allowed
himself to be captured.
Herc grabbed Iolaus by the arm and pinned his naked back to the tree. The
golden hunter was laughing as Hercules found a ticklish spot by his ribs.
"Now let's see who's sorry...shall we? I wonder if you're still slick..."
He turned the hunter swiftly so his stomach was pressed
against the oak tree, his chest and genitals scraping against the rough
bark. Iolaus put his arms around the trunk revelling in this erotic new
position. With one foot Hercules pushed Iolaus' legs further apart and ran
a finger along the crack of his arse.....silently pleased when he felt the
sticky fluid cling to his fingers.....
"Salty am I? Well let's see if I can drown you in my sea....mmph.."
He pushed into Iolaus as the hunter bent his knees slightly to make the
entrance easier for the demigod as the large man covered the smaller pressing
him with every thrust into the cool wood. Iolaus' cock stirred and ground
against the oak sending wild sensations thrumming through his groin as his
master plunged into him.
"Say ......sorry....Iolaus...ah" Faster and harder he worked at
the man beneath his flesh...wrapping his arms about the warrior feeling
the bark beneath them. Iolaus' face and knees were pushed into the tree
as the leaves shook above them with the lover's tremors.
"Oh gods....Okay Hercules...please...ah....yes...ah. ah...ah...I'm
...ah... sorry...okay......AAAGGH!" Once again they rocketed to completion
together their bodies throbbing in perfect time. Hercules' fluid trickled
down the back of Iolaus' already filled anus to drip onto the strong, sun-kissed
legs of the hunter. The tree splattered with the evidence of their joining.
Hercules bent to kiss the exhausted man's buttocks and lick at the swollen
entrance, lovingly taking back his cum as his tongue explored. "Oh...you're
right Iolaus....I apologise.....it IS salty!!!" He laughed and straightened
up as the trembling hunter turned slowly to kiss the perfect lips.
"Next time...when I say NO....just kiss me okay!" said the warrior
to the demigod.
FINIS