First Page Friday: Sweet Persuasion
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Apollo loved the nighttime. During the day, he labored, driving the chariot of the Sun across the sky, but night was his time, free of obligations and duty. His twin sister, Artemis, got three nights off a month, but he was in the sky every day with never a break. Even on the gray and rainy days, he'd peek down between the clouds now and then, giving mortals hope to hold out through the darkness.
Tonight, Artemis drove the chariot of the Full Moon, the fat round sides sending bright silvery rays peeking between the laurels of his private grove, making strange shadows and filling the grove with chancy light. The beams picked out the smooth lines of Zephyros, dozing on the cloak they'd spread. Despite having made love to the West Wind twice already, Apollo remained unsated. He followed his sister's tracery with one finger of his own, roaming over his lover's chest and up his neck.
Zephyros jerked awake with a snort, clutching at Apollo's finger. Seeing who had awakened him, he pulled Apollo down for a kiss. He teased the Sun-god a little before taking the open mouth Apollo offered. Apollo tasted his lover and lowered himself to lie back in Zephyros' arms.
“Hello, Sunshine. What brings this on?” Zeph asked.
Apollo glowered with annoyance. Zeph knew he detested that nickname, so of course the Wind teased him with it at every opportunity.
“Come here, you blowhard. I'm horny.” Apollo rolled Zeph onto his side and reached for his cock, which had awakened with the rest of him.
“Again?” Zeph laughed. “Apollo, you never quit.”
Apollo silenced him with a well-placed tongue, and stroked their cocks together. Zeph grew harder under his touch with divine endurance and brought his own caress into the love-making. Apollo set his favorite rhythm, a strong upstroke followed by a looser downstroke. His tongue matched it in Zeph's mouth. Zephyros swirled his fingers over the heads and shafts where Apollo's hand wasn't. Apollo shivered at his lover's touch, especially when Zeph stroked the delicate skin of his balls.
Twice already had Apollo enjoyed his lover, and this time took longer, even for a god. He kissed Zeph and tightened his grip on their cocks. Zeph made his own light teasing stronger, and shuddered as he came. Apollo took a few more strokes and thrust his tongue into the Wind's mouth as he spilled over their joined hands. Once spent, they lay together again in the shadows of the laurels, both drowsy but not asleep.
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Apollo loved the nighttime. During the day, he labored, driving the chariot of the Sun across the sky, but night was his time, free of obligations and duty. His twin sister, Artemis, got three nights off a month, but he was in the sky every day with never a break. Even on the gray and rainy days, he'd peek down between the clouds now and then, giving mortals hope to hold out through the darkness.
Tonight, Artemis drove the chariot of the Full Moon, the fat round sides sending bright silvery rays peeking between the laurels of his private grove, making strange shadows and filling the grove with chancy light. The beams picked out the smooth lines of Zephyros, dozing on the cloak they'd spread. Despite having made love to the West Wind twice already, Apollo remained unsated. He followed his sister's tracery with one finger of his own, roaming over his lover's chest and up his neck.
Zephyros jerked awake with a snort, clutching at Apollo's finger. Seeing who had awakened him, he pulled Apollo down for a kiss. He teased the Sun-god a little before taking the open mouth Apollo offered. Apollo tasted his lover and lowered himself to lie back in Zephyros' arms.
“Hello, Sunshine. What brings this on?” Zeph asked.
Apollo glowered with annoyance. Zeph knew he detested that nickname, so of course the Wind teased him with it at every opportunity.
“Come here, you blowhard. I'm horny.” Apollo rolled Zeph onto his side and reached for his cock, which had awakened with the rest of him.
“Again?” Zeph laughed. “Apollo, you never quit.”
Apollo silenced him with a well-placed tongue, and stroked their cocks together. Zeph grew harder under his touch with divine endurance and brought his own caress into the love-making. Apollo set his favorite rhythm, a strong upstroke followed by a looser downstroke. His tongue matched it in Zeph's mouth. Zephyros swirled his fingers over the heads and shafts where Apollo's hand wasn't. Apollo shivered at his lover's touch, especially when Zeph stroked the delicate skin of his balls.
Twice already had Apollo enjoyed his lover, and this time took longer, even for a god. He kissed Zeph and tightened his grip on their cocks. Zeph made his own light teasing stronger, and shuddered as he came. Apollo took a few more strokes and thrust his tongue into the Wind's mouth as he spilled over their joined hands. Once spent, they lay together again in the shadows of the laurels, both drowsy but not asleep.
