Eros's Day of Sex

Eros woke to the sun warming his body. He stretched and his cheek brushed against the now crusty sheets where the Earthen God had came. It brought a smile to his face as he remembered what had happened earlier that morning. It also reminded him of his plans for the rest of the day. The main God he wanted would be attending the baths soon. 

There was enough time to eat though. Eros flicked his wrist towards to the door of his bedchambers and a single silver spark flew from one finger tip. It flew through the air and door, searching for one of Eros’s servants to deliver their lord’s message. A minute later the door was pushed open and a young man stood in the entrance holding a tray. Eros nodded his permission and the man, whose name was Calix, sauntered towards him. Calix was naked, of course, as were all of Eros’s servants. Clothing was optional in Eros’s temple and his servants took advantage of that rule.

Calix was young looking, would be known as a twink by mortals, but was Eros’s oldest companion. There had been many a night, and day, when Eros had buried both his tongue and cock in Calix’s delectable arse.

Calix smirked, as if reading his lord’s mind, and placed the tray on the bed next to him. Eros looked at the contents of the tray. Pomegranates. He looked at Calix, eyebrows raised in question. Calix grinned back. For the millionth time Eros wondered if Calix could actually read his mind. He took a piece of the ripe, red fruit and put it between his lips. Biting down, he let the juice fall from his lips to his chest and trail to a nipple. He raised one eyebrow at Calix.

Calix grinned wider and bent to his Lord. He opened his mouth and his tongue flicked at Eros’s nipple, tasting the juice and making the nub stand on end. He followed the trail with his tongue to Eros’s blood red lips where Eros took over, shoving his tongue into the other man’s mouth. Calix sucked on Eros’s tongue, swallowing what was left of the juice before breaking the kiss.

“Be ready tonight,” Eros whispered. 

Calix grinned and nodded before retreating from the room.

Eros was hard again but his belly was still demanding to be filled after having a taste of the fruit. Two pomegranates had been cut into section and Eros ate them all. He would need the energy for his plans ahead. Once finished he slid his finger along the plate and gathered as much of the red juice as possible before wiping it across his lips. He resisted the urge to lick it off. It had a purpose to fulfil. 

He stood and walked over to the full length mirror by his balcony. He looked amazing. His cock was still pointing proudly out in front, his nipples were like little studs, and his lips were shining thanks to the juice. He was ready.

Eros visualised his destination and his body began to glow the silver of his eyes. In a blinding flash he had left his luxurious bedchamber and now stood on the precipice of a cliff. The cliff was made of obsidian and shone in the dull light. It dropped to the darkest of dark. Home of Nyx, Goddess of Night. Eros took a few seconds to admire the view, or lack thereof in the blackness before turning towards the middle of the cliff. Two freshwater springs bubbled and steamed in front of him. One was empty. The other had a man relaxing in it with his eyes closed.

He was big; large, defined muscles filling his body. His shoulder length hair was coal black which looked even darker than Nyx’x realm when coupled with his pearly white skin. He was hairless, as Eros knew, apart for a neat bush above his substantial cock which was floating between his legs in the hot water. 

“I do so love your springs, Lord Hades,” Eros sighed as he slid down opposite him.

Hades started, opening his eyes and standing up. Eros was gifted with the view of the glistening giant of a god in all his glory. Hades seemed to realise the show he was putting on and sat back down with a crash, water sloshing everywhere. It made no difference; the water was crystal clear and Eros could still admire his assets. 

“What are you doing here?” Hades asked, trying to sound strong but coming across gruff.

“I came to see if you wanted to play,” Eros replied coily, sliding closer ever so slowly.

“What makes you think I need you to play, Olympian?”

“It is the middle of summer, Hades, Persephone has been gone for months. That must be hard, very, very hard.” Eros had closed the gap and his hand trailed up Hades thigh to his hardening cock. “I know you amuse yourself with your demon servants, but you only ever get fucked. What is it you say? Only a God deserves your cock? Only a God can have your seed? Don’t you miss fucking a hot, tight hole?”

Eros had straddled Hades’s lap now, his lips an inch away from the elder God. He waited. Hades was a special God. He was not like the other Olympians, you needed to let him come to you. Hades slowly lowered his head and touched his lips to Eros. His tongue snaked out and trace their outline and he gasped.

“Pomegranates…”

If there was one thing that was an aphrodisiac to the Lord of the Underworld, it was pomegranates. Hades lifted Eros from his lap, his lips crushing the other man’s mouth, and placed him on the edge of the spring. He explored Eros’s mouth, licking and sucking for more of the sweet juice before trailing kisses and bites down his body. Eros shivered and groaned at the softness of the kisses and the sharp pain of the bites. He screamed aloud when Hades took a nipple into his mouth and sucked as if it would give him more of the fruit’s juice. He licked down Eros’s hard, flat stomach, past his leaking cock and only pausing shortly at his balls to give each one a suck.

He lifted Eros’s legs into the air and Eros laid back on his elbows to expose his hole. Hades gazed at the inviting bud, salivating, then plunged into it. Eros gasped as Hades’s tongue slathered his outer ring before pushing deep into him. Hades’s wasted no time in soft caresses; instead tongue fucking Eros harshly. Eros groaned incoherent words and wiggled in Hades’s embrace as the hot, rough tongue tasted his insides and sent jolts up his spine. His cock was free flowing precome and Eros wiped his hand over the head. Gathering the clear fluid in his palm he brought it to his mouth and licked the salty sweet juice from it.

Hades was pushing in as deep as he could, providing as much lube as possible for his entry. After what seemed like an hour of glorious rimming to Eros Hades stretched and stood. Water dripped off of his shiny cock and Eros admired the thickest God in the Greek pantheon. Hades’s smile was pure predator and he lifted Eros’s legs onto his shoulders. In one sudden thrust Hades breached Eros’s hole and was balls deep. Eros cried out at the sudden fullness and Hades grunted and the sudden tight heat. 

Hades was not a gentle lover, he was pure animal. He pulled out so that just the head of his cock was still inside and then, with a deep grunt, would push in balls deep again. He kept this long, rough fucking of Eros’s arse going while the sun reached high into the sky and then began to descend. Eros didn’t mind. He loved Hades’s stamina and was easily able to take such a thick member when he could create his own lube from his arse. Another perk to being a sex God.

Eros didn’t just lay and enjoy though. He kept one hand on himself, playing with his nipples or bringing himself to the edge of explosion while the other played with Hades’s body, stroking up his arms and twisting his nipples painfully.

Hades’s grunts turned to roars as he got closer to his climax. He batted Eros’s hand away and grasped his cock, using the ample precome to lube Eros’s rod and stroke him in time with his fucking. Eros began crying out with each thrust, his head pushing back into the hard obsidian each time. His balls tightened and he screamed Hades’s name as his seed shot from his cock and covered his chest and face. The furthest squirt hit his hair. 

He stuck his tongue out to lick at what come he could reach while Hades’s bellowed a wordless cry and sunk deep into Eros’s channel to unload. He shot five squirts of sizzling hot come into Eros before falling forward and collapsing on the younger man. He stayed there for a while, his cock still hard inside him and licked at the streaks of come on Eros’s body. 

When he began to shrink he pulled out and Eros whined, missing the fullness already. Eros sat up, already feeling the come trickling from his arse and laughed. Hades’s blinked at him in confusion before turning round. Two demons were standing by the other spring. They were in their black guard uniform but had their long cocks out and stroking to the show their lord had given them. 

“It looks like your playtime is not over yet,” Eros chuckled. “I shall take my leave.”

Hades grinned devilishly before stepping out of the water and towards the demons. Both Eros and Hades had known Hades's guards would come to see what the shouting was about. It was part of the excitement knowing they had an audience.  Eros shimmered away just as they began removing their armour. 

Back in his bedroom Eros chuckled to himself and ran his hands over his body. Hades’s come was dripping down his legs now and it gave Eros a wonderful idea and sent him to his chest for his special toys. It would be a little while before he was recharged enough to truly have fun with the one he wanted for desert but that didn’t mean he couldn’t have some fun in the meantime. He pulled out a dildo and an arse shaped masturbator with a grin.