Helios needed a friggin’ algorithm to decipher Apollo’s mind. It was so damn confusing talking to the blond Norse God sometimes. Apollo wrapped his arms around Helios’s neck and kissed him. It was long, dark, juicy, and hot. Helios groaned with the intensity of feeling it aroused and slid his tongue eagerly against his. Apollo pressed his whole body against his, and Helios started digging his hands against Apollo’s bare chest. Apollo broke off the kiss and smiled.
“Bed?” he suggested urgently as Apollo pressed his erection against Helios’s thigh. Helios looked at him lustfully, his loincloth leaving little to the imagination at this point.
“Um,” Helios sighed, running his fingers fussily through his dark black tresses. “I should wash my hair first.”
“I could shower off, too.” Apollo grinned. “Since I’m all sweaty.”
Helios smiled and grabbed Apollo by the wrist, leading him up to his apartment. Thank the Goddess he didn’t have to go far. Living above his store was a blessing.
Inside his apartment, Helios guided Apollo toward his bathroom. Apollo said nothing as he turned on the water. He then turned to Helios excitedly, pulling off his shirt and unbuttoning his grubby, torn jeans. “Let’s get clean before we get dirty.”
Apollo lowered himself to his knees to slide down his jeans. Helios grinned when his erection sprang up eagerly in front of his face. Apollo stared at it for a few moments before flicking his hungry eyes up at him.
“I like this view,” he whispered.
Helios smiled as he stepped out of his clothes completely. When Apollo stood up, Helios gripped his hips, sliding his hands down his ass, and grabbed his bare ass cheeks. Apollo pressed back against his hands playfully, and Helios responded by pulling him tighter against him. Finally, Helios slid his hands without trouble all the way, removing the small loincloth.
Apollo touched the tip of his cock against Helios. A glistening strand of pre-cum connected them briefly after he pulled away. Helios shivered a little.
“Shower, now,” Helios urged.
Helios stepped in after Apollo. They cuddled together for a few minutes under the warm, soothing stream, massaging each other all over. Apollo picked up a shampoo bottle and squeezed a generous amount into Helios palm. At his request, Helios worked it through Apollo’s hair, starting at his scalp and then working steadily down to the ends, turning his locks in rich, lathered ropes. Helios dug his fingers into Apollo’s scalp, massaging him, even scratching a little. Apollo purred and sighed, pushing against the movement of Helios’s fingers. Helios never took the time to wash Apollo’s hair before. He was finding this experience very intimate. Apollo gripped Helios’s waist tightly as he worked his scalp, trusting himself to his lover’s hands.
After rinsing out the shampoo, Apollo squeezed a blob of conditioner into Helios’s hand, and he started working it through. Apollo whispered a few instructions and handed Helios a big plastic comb. While he closed his eyes and smiled blissfully, Helios carefully combed the conditioner from his scalp all the way to the ends, now and then coaxing a few tangles loose.
“Let me know if I’m too rough,” Helios said.
Apollo’s dreamy smile widened. “You’re doing okay, Helios. Very gentle. It’s very soothing.”
When Helios finished combing the conditioner through his hair, Apollo grabbed the shampoo and started lathering him up. Very quickly, Helios understood all of the pleasant noises Apollo had been making. Apollo’s loving fingers pressed through Helios’s hair were comforting as well as stimulating, sending waves of warmth from his scalp radiating down through his extremities. It also helped that Apollo’s erection was bumping and sliding against his every now and then.
Once Apollo washed and rinsed Helios’s hair, Helios helped him rinse out his conditioner, leaving it exceptionally smooth and silky. Next, Apollo grabbed a loofah sponge and the bodywash. After squirting a hefty amount into the sponge, Apollo began scrubbing Helios, working up a thick, bubbly lather. Helios couldn’t resist returning the favor and wrenched the puff from his hand before too long. Taking turns, with both of them naked, wet, and thoroughly soaped up, it was impossible not to rub up against each other as much as possible while they got clean. Twisting, writhing, groping, and grinding, they worked themselves into a slippery frenzy, devouring each other’s mouths like starved animals as the soap rinsed away.
Abruptly Apollo grabbed Helios’s shoulders and turned him around, pressing Helios’s front against the tiled wall. Helios struggled to catch his breath and keep his thoughts straight. He had an idea of what Apollo might want to do with him in a position like this, and he wasn’t ready for it, despite his raging arousal.
“Wait.” Helios panted.
“It’s all right, baby,” Apollo soothed, hugging him from behind, his chin on Helios’s shoulder. Apollo’s cock was pressed against Helios’s ass, but he wasn’t prodding. He whispered against Helios’s ear, “Do you trust me, Helios?”
Helios breath was shaky from mixed arousal and anxiety. He had no idea what he had in mind now, but he had only one answer. “Yes. Apollo, I trust you.”
Apollo tugged gently on Helios’s earlobe with his teeth, and then sucked on it. Helios’s cock stiffened even more, then twitched. Apollo’s mouth moved to the back of his neck, kissing, licking, and gently sucking. Gradually Apollo worked his way down Helios’s spine, tasting every inch of him until he was kneeling directly behind him. Helios’s hands tightened into claws against the tile. Apollo’s tongue began to slip down into his cleft. Helios gasped and tensed up, but did not protest. Apollo’s hands slid over his clenched cheeks and affectionately stroked his ass while Apollo’s tongue continued to work teasingly at the very top of his ass crack. Apollo paused to pepper Helios’s rear with several noisy kisses before returning to the cleft, his tongue slipping down further now. Helios inhaled sharply again as Apollo moved perilously close to his asshole. Helios shut his eyes, breathed deeply, and pressed his forehead against the tile, allowing himself to surrender control.
Helios’s spine straightened as Apollo’s tongue targeted his hole, sliding in small, slow circles around it. The sensation sent a pleasant shudder through him, though he was acutely aware of his liberal body hair. Though they had just spent a good long time getting each other clean, a sense of his own dirtiness was preventing him from fully allowing himself this experience. Helios knew what rimming was. He knew that Apollo enjoyed it, but he couldn’t get past the hang-up that the anus was the filthiest part of his body, and Apollo’s mouth was on his. Helios wanted to tell him he didn’t have to do this. His paranoia suggested to him that Apollo was doing it just to pleasure him, and was silently disgusted by it. Helios couldn’t abide that. He’d never been the kind of guy to get off on something purely for the filth.
Just as Helios opened his mouth and took a breath to tell Apollo that it was nice, that he didn’t have to do such disgusting things, Apollo let out an indulgent moan, as if he were enjoying a delicious dessert. One of Apollo’s hands left his butt. When Helios twisted his upper body around, craning his neck to get a look at him, Helios discovered Apollo was beginning to stroke his cock as he swirled his tongue around his back entrance. Every now and then Apollo slid his tongue lower and pressed his nose between Helios’s cheeks. Apollo was really getting off on it, hair, and all.
Relaxing a little more now in the assurance Apollo was doing something that pleased him, Helios pressed his ass out a bit, pushing more tightly against Apollo while granting himself clearance to start stroking his own painfully swollen cock. Helios could feel his tight ass ring gradually unclenching, and Apollo’s probing tongue felt it as well.
“Ah!” Helios barked as Apollo’s tongue began to enter him.
Apollo pressed closer, pushed deeper, his tongue beginning to fuck the tight hole slowly. Helios stuck his ass out at him like a whore, begging in stupid nonsense syllables instead of words. Apollo sealed his mouth tightly against Helios’s ring, plunging his tongue in as deep as he could. Helios
felt him twitching rhythmically with the force of his simultaneous autoerotic activity, and Helios pumped his cock furiously as well.
“Fuck!” Helios growled, accidentally slamming his head pretty hard against the tile as he bucked with a sudden, powerful climax, painting the shower wall liberally with his fluids. Apollo continued to suck and tongue the sensitive orifice for a few moments longer before tearing his face away so he could get a deep breath in. Apollo pressed his cheek against Helios’s thigh as he moaned, jerking himself to orgasm, and shooting wildly all about. Helios knew plenty of it hit his legs, but it was hard to tell with all the warm water still raining down over them. Apollo’s moans turned into merry excitement but exhausted the laughter as his frenzy calmed.
“How bad are you hurt, baby?” Apollo panted, reaching for his head to check the damage.
“It’s okay.” Helios chuckled, finally turning to face him. “I’ve got a thick skull.”
Apollo leaned against him and gripped his cheeks, kissing his forehead where there was a small lump swelling. “Collateral damage,” he whispered. They both laughed. Apollo lowered his head and looked into Helios’s eyes for a few moments before tilting to the side to kiss him on the mouth. Helios drew back, hesitating in the knowledge of where his mouth had last been.
Apollo pouted. “Did you want me to wash my mouth out with soap?”
Helios frowned, but couldn’t hold it, and soon was smirking. Once again, robust and beautiful Apollo was challenging his ability to man up. Helios toyed with the idea of actually pinning him down and shoving a bar of soap past his perfect, shameless lips. The thought of it somehow made Helios start hardening again already. However, Helios figured he could overcome this boundary. Helios thrust away the thought of where Apollo’s mouth had been, leaned in, and kissed him soundly. Apollo sighed happily and smiled against his mouth, draping his arms around Helios’s neck. Apollo’s tongue wasn’t shy as it slid in, twined around Helios’s in a particularly seductive, and dominate manner. Helios had been bracing himself for something, but there was nothing at all unpleasant about his mouth at the moment. Apollo was as delicious as ever, a perfect feast.
At last, Apollo turned off the water and together, they stepped out, dripping copiously onto the bath mat. Apollo leaned over and twisted his hair into a rope, squeezing out as much water as he could into the tub before retreating again to Helios’s arms. Helios was feeling thoroughly warmed, inside and out, but Apollo immediately began to shiver. Apollo grabbed a dry towel from a nearby rack and Helios wrested it from his hands. Helios patted Apollo down all over and then massaged him with it soundly, drying off all of his limbs and tousling his sopping hair beneath it. Apollo kept one firm hand on Helios’s hip throughout to keep himself balanced, and grinned, occasionally giggling as Helios gave particular attention to some parts of him with a towel.
Helios spared no more than thirty seconds drying himself off before returning to Apollo, holding him with his back against his chest and facing the mirror. Still in the warm, contented wake of a powerful orgasm, Helios was feeling mellow and affectionate and began to comb his fingers through Apollo’s damp hair.
“You’re beautiful,” Helios murmured, smiling sleepily as Apollo pressed into his touch.
“You’re not bad yourself.” Apollo chuckled.
“I’m too hairy. I look like bigfoot.”
Apollo burst into laughter and reached back to tousle Helios’s wet hair. “It’s not that bad, besides, I’ve told you to go see Charity if it bothers you that much. That woman can wax a Siamese cat and come away with hair. She’s a genius. She does me once a week.”
“Maybe I should,” Helios muttered, seriously thinking about it.
Apollo moaned and pressed his ass against Helios’s groin. “Did I not just cum gallons all over you, baby?”
“More or less.”
“Did you have a nice cum, too?”
“I just about passed out, and not just from hitting my head.”
Apollo grinned and wiggled his cute butt against Helios again. “Think you might have more for me?”
“Today, I think I can pretty much guarantee it.”
“Bed?”
“Bed!” Helios agreed. As soon as they had vacated the bathroom, Helios tackled Apollo around the waist and tossed him toward the bed, landing hard on his chest. Apollo laughed and bounced a little. Apollo propped himself up onto his hands and knees, stretching and purring like a kitten.
“Goddamn,” Helios sighed, positioning himself behind him. “I can’t wait to fill you up again. I’m gonna do you from behind this time.”
Apollo stretched his arms out, pressed the side of his face against the sheets, and stuck his ass out, grinding against Helios. “Yes please,” he whispered.
Helios grabbed Apollo’s perfect cheeks and squeezed them firmly. “Quit being so goddamn cute!” he snarled.
Apollo giggled and continued to be cute as Helios fumbled into his bedside drawer for supplies. He found his lube and started drizzling it liberally over Apollo’s backside. Apollo squealed at the cold, and then started sighing when Helios explored his opening. Helios slipped easily through Apollo’s moist pink pucker with one finger, and wiggled experimentally. Apollo sucked in a sharp breath.
“Yes!” he huffed. “Right there! Can you feel it, baby?”
Helios’s finger pressed against a soft, spongy swelling a couple of inches inside Apollo hot channel. He found Apollo’s prostate. “Bingo!” Helios said with a grin, tickling it some more. Helios added a second finger, and then a third, to very enthusiastic feedback.
“Oh yes!” Apollo moaned.
Helios was already fully hardened again from exploring Apollo’s snug, warm passage, and the idea of slipping his aching cock deep into the man he loved had his cock twitching and throbbing. Helios felt like he could fuck Apollo for hours.
Helios placed one hand on the small of Apollo’s back and used the other to lube up his erection thoroughly before guiding himself toward Apollo’s opening. Helios pressed firmly against his ring, which welcomed the sensitive tip of his cock. Helios stayed right there for a sustained few tantalizing moments. “Oh come on!” Apollo begged, grabbing handfuls of the sheets. “All the way, all at once and hard. You know how I like it!”
Helios stroked his back and butt in gentle circles, teasing him. “You sure, princess?”
“Yes, just fuck me already,” Apollo hollered.
Helios pulled back carefully when Apollo tried to press against him. “But you’re so fragile and tender,” he teased.
“Goddess above!” Apollo wailed. “Just fuck me stupid.”
Well, that did it. Helios grabbed Apollo’s shoulders to brace himself. Helios speared into Apollo until his belly was hard up against his back. Apollo cried out as if slain, but the way he pressed back against Helios assured him of how much he loved it. Helios stilled himself again, letting Apollo adjust to his girth. Helios leaned over him and kissed his jaw as Apollo turned his head aside.
“How was that?” Helios whispered.
“So stupid,” Apollo whimpered almost incoherently, craning his head back more for a proper kiss. Helios tongued Apollo’s plump, warm lips and then sealed his mouth over his, tasting him thoroughly, letting their tongues play until Apollo broke off the kiss and said, “Move.”
Helios straightened a bit and pulled out most of the way before pushing back in and gradually starting up a steady tempo.
“Harder!” Apollo begged.
In the back of Helios’s mind, he still had worries about Apollo and their relationship. It wasn’t easy being the secret to the Blond Norse God of Celestial. Not even Fairy knew about them, and yet, Helios couldn’t blame Apollo. His lover lived a high-profile life, and he was in politics. Helios had never heard of a bisexual man holding office of any kind. Though, the thought of his husband living a life half-in and half-out of the closet didn’t sit well with him either.
Husband? Had he just thought that?
Helios gra
bbed Apollo’s hair in one fist, bracing just above his ass with his other hand, and yanked on that gorgeous white-blond mane as he rode him feverishly.
“Yes!” Apollo yelped. “Harder. Like that…”
“Fuck!” Helios growled.
Helios pounded into Apollo mercilessly until he had nearly worn himself out. He slowed his pace for a few minutes, working Apollo in long, indulgent, measured strokes, giving them time to catch their breaths.
“I want you all to myself.” Helios panted.
Apollo peeked over his shoulder at him in that charming, impish way of his. “I’m not expecting anyone else,” he said with a breathy chuckle, and tightened his hot channel around Helios’s cock. Helios growled, and pressed all the way in.
“You’re mine.” Helios moaned, staying there inside Apollo for a while and running his hands up and down his back. “You are mine, Apollo. Say it.”
Apollo pulled away abruptly so that Helios slipped out of him, making both whimper. Helios was alarmed for a moment, but he was only turning over so that Apollo could face him. Apollo propped a plush pillow under his ass to give Helios a better angle and splayed his legs widely. Helios grabbed him by the thighs and pushed back in. Apollo moaned and stared intensely into Helios eyes as he hugged Helios closer with his legs. Apollo nodded firmly.
“Tell me more!” Apollo huffed, grinning until his eyes sparkled.
Helios worked up to a steady pace again, pulling out almost all the way before plunging in again, repeatedly, Apollo’s balls slapping rhythmically against his belly. “I want to wake up to you every morning, and come home to you at night.” He panted.
“I want to make dinner with you, clean up your messes, and wash your hair all the time. I want to be the person who has to stand around waiting for you, bored out of my skull, when you spend excessively too much time shopping. I want to be around you so much that you drive me crazy, maybe I’ll make you cry. But then I’ll hug you, and kiss you, and fuck you, and remember all over again everything that made me fall in love with you.”
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