Ares/Heph Snippet

"Come here." The god on the bed summoned his brother over.

"Suck me." He ordered.

The other man tentatively took his brother's engorged cock in his mouth. Carefully licking all around the shaft, he delighted on the moans coming from above.

"I told you to suck me."

The man did as he was ordered, deep throating the organ and sucking forcefully. He maintained a steady rhythm, until the god above came, shouting his lover's name.

The man crawled over the prone god and kissed him, sharing his taste.

"You do that entirely to good. What do you want?"

"You Heph. You know I only want you."

"You have me Ares, always."
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Straddling his lame brother, Ares leaned down to kiss his. Expressing all of his hunger through it, forcefully thrusting his tongue in and out, he mimicked the sex act, all the while grinding his hips into Heph's.

Nibbling the fire god's lower lip, he trailed a path with his tongue from Hephaustus mouth to ear, whispering in a passion filled voice,

"Fuck me Heph. Hard!"
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Hephaustus grinned at explicit request.

"Your wish is my command, little brother," he said, as he used his powerful arm to lift Ares and reposition him, centering his cock at the tight entrance. He felt the slickness on his shaft and knew Ares had taken care of the preliminaries.

Pushing up, the fire god pulled Ares down on him simultaneously. The war god cried out his pleasure.

Setting a slow rhythm, Heph teased Ares into new heights of arousal.

The war god couldn't last much longer. Without a touch, he came, calling his brother's name, spilling over both their bellies. As his muscles contracted around the cock still pounding into him, Hephaustus also came.

What seemed an eternity later, Ares rose from where he had collapsed on his big brother's muscled chest.

"You're the only one who does that to me. I love you."

"And I you little brother… and I you."

Snippet just for the PWP fun of it.

Devouring the plaint mouth of that oh so cooperative body underneath him was no hard task for the war god. Pulling away to allow the mortal much needed breath, he started nibbling down the pale neck, sucking and biting, leaving his mark of ownership. Moving down the seriously aroused body, he took one brown nipple in his mouth, slowly laving it with his tongue, delighting in the soft sighs escaping the man. Knowing the real feast lay further south, he abandoned the nipples, moving down tracing the progress with his tongue. A quick caress to the mortal's navel and he settled between the spread legs. Slowly licking from base to tip, he pushed his tongue in the weeping slip, before, and without warning, engulfing the organ deep in his throat. He mortal bucked, and froze, and in a silent scream, came. Ares swallowed every drop, and found himself being pulled up and his mouth ravaged, a very skilled tongue exploring every corner.

The legs that had been wantonly spread, locked around Ares' waist in a wordless plea. Preparation was as easy as a thought and Ares thrust to the hilt into the pliant body in one fluid movement. Setting a hard, fast rhythm, he took a hold of the man's cock, jerking him in time with his thrusts. It didn't take long before a second orgasm shook the mortal, his milking ass muscles pulling Ares' orgasm from his core.

Laying in a tangle or arms and legs, Ares rested his head on the mortal's chest, listening to the heart slow down, it's steady rhythm lulling him to sleep.

"Ares?" A soft voice barely pulled him from Morpheus grasp.

"Um."

"Love ya."

"Love ya too, Joxer. Go to sleep."

“The Quill is Mightier” Snippet

Looking at the sleeping man, he took in his surroundings. The clear star filled night. The sounds of the crickets and frogs. The cool night air and soft breeze. It was, literally a perfect night. Perfect for sleeping peacefully. But sleep was the last thing in his mind. Turning back to the man, he studied his features. A very handsome man for all accounts, even in his currently disheveled state.

His blanket had fallen off in the course of the night... and dreams. Something troubled his dreams, and he could very well imagine what. It was not easy for him. It would not be easy for anyone. That much he knew. But to see this man, who he desired, worshiped, adored... loved... and not be able to hold him and sooth away all that ailed him, hurt him like nothing had hurt him before.

He wanted to wake him, pull him into his arms, rock away the nightmares, to look into impossibly beautiful dark brown eyes, and to claim those full lips as his. His and no one else's. He wanted to lay him down and softly, gently, like he knew no one had done before, make love to, with him.

Ah... but those where *his* dreams. And the sleeping man would never share them.

Settling back into his own blanket he thought about tomorrow. They find Xena, take the spell of Gabrielle's scroll. Aphrodite will be as pretty and good smelling as ever, and everything will be normal again.

Stumbling In: "KSA's 55 word challenge"

Xena exited the temple as soon as she entered.

"What?!" Gabrielle screeched.

"He's in there."

"So?"

"He's, um… with someone," Xena mumbled.

"Who's in there with Ares, Xena?"

"Forget it Gabrielle. Lets just go."

"Who?!"

"Joxer."

"What's Joxer doing with Ares!? We gotta get him out of there!"

"Trust me Gabrielle, you don't wanna know."

Watching

I shift the drapes just a bit, trying to get a better look. I've only seen him in person - is that right, 'in person'? He is a God - I meant up close two times. And those weren't his best days. But today is diferent somehow. He's just sitting there, his studded vest slightly parted because of his position, revealing a vast expanse of muscled, hairy chest. His leather pants streched across his groin, defining his cock. They cling to every muscle in his thighs and legs. The boots look as shiny and new as only a god could have them.

He looks bored, but something keeps him from leaving or blasting his priests away. Probably duty, who knows with him.

I shouldn't think much about this scene, I've probably seen him like this a hundred times when I was a kid, always coming in here with Dad. But being a kid, I never felt anything but awe and fear in his precense.

So why today, I feel this overpowering desire to go to him and and fuck him raw?

Never

I was yours. You knew that. Since I declared my love for you, and you said you loved me too. From then on, I was yours to do as you wanted. I would have died for you. I would have killed for you. But you asked me do to the impossible.

How could you ask me to kill my family? They had cared for me. Kept me out of harm. And you wanted me to help you kill them.

No Gabrielle… I would never kill my family… my father, never Ares.

You betrayed my love, so I say goodbye…

Joxer

Ares the big-cocked wargod

Ares the big-cocked wargod
Had a great big cock,
And if you ever saw it,
You would even say it throbs.

All of the other Greek Gods
Used to laugh and call him names;
They never let poor Ares
Join in any of Dite's games.

Then one foggy Solstice Eve,
Iphy prayed and said,
Ares with your cock so hard,
Won't you ride my ass tonight?

Then how the Goddess' loved him
As they shouted out with glee,
Ares the big-cocked wargod
You'll go down on Iphicles!

I saw Ares kissing Iphicles

I saw Ares kissing Iphicles,
Underneath the mistletoe last night.
They didn't see me creep
Down the hall to have a peep,
They thought that I was tied up
In my chambers, fast asleep.

Then, I saw Ares suckle Iphicles
Underneath his robe so snowy white,
Oh, what a laugh it would have been,
If Zeus had only seen,
Ares kissing Iphicles last night.

O, it was doomed, O, it was doomed!

O, it was doomed, O, it was doomed!
Before they killed poor Joxer
O, it was doomed, O, it was doomed!
Before they killed poor Joxer

Since season five began, oh my
It was so bad, I almost cried.
O, it was doomed, O, it was doomed!
Before they killed poor Joxer

O, it was doomed, O, it was doomed!
Much pain indeed, it brought me!
O, it was doomed, O, it was doomed!
Much pain indeed, it brought me!

For every ep, O, it was doomed,
Brought us all but joy and glee.
O, it was doomed, O, it was doomed!
Much pain indeed, it brought me!

O, it was doomed, O, it was doomed!
The ratings fell, so badly!
O, it was doomed, O, it was doomed!
The ratings fell, so badly!

I sing a song
of Ares' cock
So thick and juicy
So hard and throbbing

I sing a song
of Ares' cock
For it fucks Iph
and it fucks Jox

I sing a song
of Ares' cock
For it stays up
all night long
to fuck his mortals
hard and long!

Someday

Jett,

It’s cold out tonight and it reminds me of you. You have always been cold. Ever since you were in your father’s army. I remember seeing you there, so young, but so mature, world weary. Brown eyes that had seen so much for such a young age.

I need to be careful, or better yet, you need to be careful. I still don't know how to send this to you; messengers aren't reliable enough these days. I can’t trust those I’m suppose to trust. Not with this, not with you. You mean so much to me.

I wish I could get you out of that... thing they call a prison. I wish I could visit you, but that's impossible. This life I’m living, it’s so stifling. I have no freedom. I wish I could have you here, by my side. I wish... I wish.... damn it! I just want you here!

I have to go. I love you, you know. Take care of yourself.

Someday, someday I'll get you out of there. Someday we'll be together again, like we were so many years ago. Someday.

love,

Iphicles

Sexy, my ass! He just wanted his lover naked! Fast! He was a god, he didn’t need to bother with fastenings and ties and buckles and the rest of the shit that kept the outfit together! *I’m gonna kill him... after I fuck him.* Ares struggled with yet another tie, then let go of the knot and just made the clothes disappear.

Pulling his lover close, he hissed, “The armor is history, Joxer. We’re getting you new clothes.”