"I can't *believe* you bought that," laughed Claire, as she and Tham walked through the front door.
"There's nothing wrong with it," Tham defended, before she too started laughing. "Besides, I've always wanted one."
"Ah, but the burning question," commented Claire, "is, now you have it, are you going to use it?"
"You bet ya boots, I am," Tham replied. "And I still say that guy was way too young to work there. He probably didn't know hat half the things were."
"Tham, *I* didn't know what half the things were," pointed out Claire.
"Well, there were a few I wasn't too sure on, either," admitted Tham. "But it would be fun finding out."
The two women broke out into more laughter, until a sultry voice interrupted them.
"We was wondering when you two would get back."
Tham and Claire both looked over to the couch, where Ares was stretched out, the sun shining through the windows and glinting off his leather trousers.
"We?" Claire asked.
"He means me." A feminine voice floated over to them. The two woman turned to see Laurissa walk into the room, gently scratching the cat she was holding in her arms.
"I don't know why you insist on stroking that thing, when you could be stroking me," Ares said, a slightly petulant tone to his voice.
Laurissa stuck her tongue out at the God, before walking over to the couch and dropping the cat on his stomach.
Ares jumped off the couch, swearing at Laurissa, and glaring at the cat, who simply landed gracefully on the floor, turned its tail, sat down, and started grooming itself.
Walking over to Tham and Claire, Laurissa smiled. "Thank you," she said, kissing them both on the cheek. "It was just want I needed."
"Don't think about it," Tham told her. "We stick together on this list."
"Yeah," commented Claire. "One for all, and all for one."
"And that one is *me*," said Ares, walking up to them.
Tham rolled her eyes. "Pull your ego back, God-boy."
Ares looked at her and pouted.
"Tham, I do believe you hurt his feelings," said Claire, trying not to laugh.
Tham glanced at Claire's stifled grin before walking over to Ares. "Well, in that case," she said softly, reaching up and pulling on his earring with her teeth, "we'll just have to cheer him up again."
Ares looked at the three women, a low growl coming from deep in his throat. "And I've got just the way for you to do it."
"Sounds interesting." Laurissa trailed a hand down his arm.
"Yes, it does. Do tell." Joining the others, Claire began to trace patterns on Ares' chest with her fingers.
Ares closed his eyes as a rumbling purr came from him. "I was just thinking that we still have a hot tub to christen."
Claire's eyes lit up as she looked at Tham and Laurissa. "What do you say? Fancy a trip to mine?"
"Definitely," replied the other two.
Ares smiled, and opened his mouth to say something, when he suddenly looked down to his feet.
Following his gaze, the three women looked down to see Tham's cat weaving her way around Ares ankles, rubbing against the God's leather trousers.
Bending down, Ares picked up the cat and looked into its eyes. "Sorry, little one," he said. "Not this time." Placing the cat carefully on the back of the couch, the War God went back to the group of women. "Ready?"
"For you?" Tham asked. "Always."
The smile Ares gave her was bright enough to light up the room, as, in a white flash, they disappeared from Tham's house, leaving nothing in their wake but a very confused cat.
The first thing Laurissa noticed when she appeared in Claire's house was the massive bookcase that took up all of one wall. "Wow," she breathed. "Now, *that* is a lot of books."
Claire smiled at her before turning to Tham. "Here, give me your jacket and I'll hang it up."
Tham handed Claire her jacket and watched as the other woman walked out of the room. Heading over to the bookcase, she looked at the books that were there. Pulling on of them out, she opened it and began to read. "I have supported my deviations with reasons; I did not stop at mere doubt; I have vanquished, I have uprooted-"
"I have destroyed everything in my heart that might have interfered with my pleasure."
Tham turned and watched as Claire finished the quote.
"De Sade may have had his... peculiarities, but he wrote some good stuff," she said. "Come on, the hot tub's through this way."
The women walked through to the hot tub room, only to find Ares there leaning against the wall. He was naked, and made no attempt to cover his hard cock.
"Nice view," commented Claire, as she knelt down and placed a hand in the water, before quickly pulling in out again.
"Something wrong?" Laurissa asked.
"Let's just say that the hot tub should be renamed the absolutely bloody freezing cold tub," replied Claire wryly. "I'll turn it on, but it'll take a while to heat up."
Ares raised an eyebrow and walked over to the edge of the tub. Crouching down, he placed his hand in the water and closed his eyes. Within seconds, steam started to rise from the water. "There," the God said, standing up.
"Very impressive," said Claire, turning her head so that the head of Ares' cock brushed lightly across her cheek.
"I wasn't talking about the water," she murmured, bringing her hand upand letting her fingers dance about his hot flesh.
Tham smiled, as she watched Ares hiss and throw his head back. "You know," she said loudly, breaking into his arousal, "I realise that you're a God, but how are you going to keep all three of us occupied?"
Taking Claire's hand in his own, he pulled her up and looked over at Tham and Laurissa. "I've already thought of that."
"Really?" Laurissa asked.
"Yes, I knew none of you would mind, so I invited some others to the party."
"Others?" Claire repeated. "Which others?"
Keeping hold of Claire's hand, he led her Tham and Laurissa back through into the front room.
The three women stopped in their tracks as they saw the group of men standing there.
"What's going on, Ares?" Cupid asked, his wings folded behind him. "Why did you bring us here?"
"I would have thought the more burning question is: Why are you naked?" Joxer pointed out.
"Trust me, Joxer," the Love God said, "if you'd known my uncle as long as I've known him, *that* wouldn't be a question."
"How do you mean?"
"He's in the same room as Thamiris, Laurissa and Claire, I only would have asked about his clothes if he *hadn't* been naked."
Joxer grinned. "Good point."
"So?" Cupid asked, turning his attention back to Ares. "What's going on?"
"We're having a party," Ares said, loud enough for the entire group to hear. "And you're all invited."
"Well," Autolycus grinned, rubbing his hands together, "now you're talking."
"Hold on," a voice said from behind the others.
Everyone watched a young blond weave his way through the room to look at Ares. "When you say ‘party', I assume you're not just talking about standing around making small talk, getting drunk and dancing like all the co-ordination has left your body, are you?"
Ares sighed. "No, Iolaus, I'm not."
Tham looked at the young man talking to God, and then over at the older blond standing with Joxer. Her mind registered a second young man standing next to the young Hunter. "You brought two of the kids?" Tham said in disbelief.
"They're old enough," Ares replied.
"Listen to the man," YJason pleaded. "We're old enough."
Tham looked at the two young men. "You *do* realise where this is going, don't you?"
Claire and Laurissa rolled their eyes.
"Of course they realise," Laurissa said. "Why do you think they're so bloody eager to stay?"
Tham looked at YIolaus and YJason before shrugging. "I suppose it was time to broaden their horizons, anyway."
"*Yes!*" YJason and YIolaus turned to each other and grinned.
"‘Broaden their horizons' is right," Claire muttered to Laurissa.
Laurissa grinned. "They really have no idea what they're in for, do they?"
"I mean, if I'm old enough to be the King of Corinth, then I'm old enough to stay," pointed out YJason, missing the exchange between the two women.
"But I thought Iphicles was King of Corinth," said Joxer.
"*Who* is Iphicles?" YJason demanded.
"I am." Iphicles stepped out of the crowd and walked up to YJason.
"Who are you to claim that you're king of my kingdom?" YJason asked indignantly.
Laurissa hit Ares on the arm. "I thought this was why you always avoided getting the kids involved. You know how much of a bitch temporal paradoxes can be."
"Okay, I'll sort it out." Ares turned to everyone in the room. "Right," he said, pointing to YIolaus and YJason, "you and you are from a time about 20 years *before* everyone else here. So, Jase, yes, you are still King of Corinth, *in your time*. However, Iphicles is the one who succeed you to the throne."
Laurissa watched as YJason's face fell. "Don't worry, you're not dead," she assured him, laying a hand on his arm.
YJason looked at her in suspicion. Promise?"
"I promise," she nodded. "You're still very much alive."
YJason's face brightened, and he turned to Iphicles. "So, you're King now, eh?"
"So, how's Corinth doing?"
Iphicles smiled. "The Kingdom is flourishing."
YJason returned the smile. "That's good to know."
While Ares had been dealing with the two Corinthian Kings, YIolaus had spotted someone among the group who looked familiar. Walking up to the other blond, he smiled. "Do I know you from somewhere?"
Iolaus looked at his younger self. "Not yet, but trust me, you and I will become intimately familiar."
YIolaus raised an eyebrow.
Seeing that Ares was still busy with Iphicles and YJason, Claire decided to explain. "Iolaus," she said, looking at the younger version, "meet Iolaus."
"So, you're me?" YIolaus asked.
Iolaus nodded. "That's right."
YIolaus looked his counterpart up and down. "I didn't turn out too bad, did I?"
"Oh baby," said Claire, placing a hand on YIolaus' shoulder, "you turned out *perfectly*."
Iolaus grinned, and pulled Claire to him, kissing her deeply.
"Right," said Ares, "now that that's sorted out, let's get on with this party."
"I don't think the hot tub's big enough," pointed out Tham.
"That's okay," answered Claire, breaking the kiss with Iolaus, "we have the whole house."
"The whole house, eh?" Autolycus said, absentmindedly stroking his moustache.
Claire nodded. "Why limit ourselves to the hot tub?"
"Why indeed?" Autolycus repeated, walking over to Claire and quickly hoisting her over one shoulder.
"*Auto!* What the fuck are-" A slap to her backside cut off Claire's question.
"If anyone wants us, we'll be in one of the bedrooms," Auto informed the rest of the group, before he walked out of the room.
Iolaus looked at his younger self. YIolaus' eyes were wide at the thought of participating in what was essentially an orgy. Taking YIolaus by the hand, the Hunter grinned. "Come on," he said, dragging the younger one out of the room.
"Where are we going?"
"Upstairs. After all, why should Autolycus have all the fun?"
Laurissa grinned as she watched the two Iolaus' follow Claire and Auto out of the room. Not really paying attention, she jumped slightly when two arms came around her waist. Tuning her head, she looked into the smiling face of the man behind her.
"You jumped," said Joxer softly, licking her ear.
"You surprised me," she answered, a shiver running though her body.
"You know, I was just thinking..." The warrior's voice trailed off.
Joxer's smile grew bigger. "Claire has a shower that is big enough for two. In fact, it's big enough for *more* than two."
Laurissa raised an eyebrow. "And you know this because?"
"I've seen it," replied Joxer, matter-of-factly. "I was with Ares one time when he came here. Unfortunately," he continued, "I never got a chance to try it out. Care to rectify that situation?"
Laurissa grinned. "You're on, she said, taking a step towards the door, and then stopping.
"What?" Joxer asked.
"You say it's big enough for more than two?"
Joxer nodded. "Definitely."
"Good, then we should be able to get Cupid in with us," she smiled.
Joxer matched the smile. "I think there'll be more than enough room," he said, as the two of them headed over to the winged God.
"Come on, fly boy," said Laurissa, as Joxer took Cupid's hand.
"Where are we going?" The Love God asked.
"The shower," replied Joxer.
"Wait a minute. The shower? Do you know how long it takes these wings to get dry?"
Laurissa stopped and looked at Cupid. "Cupe, you're a God," she pointed out. "You can just wish them dry, can't you?"
Cupid looked embarrassed. "Well, yes, I can, but..." The God mumbled something that neither of the mortals understood.
"What was that?" Joxer asked.
"I said that my wings tend to go really dry if I dry them using my powers, so I usually just let them dry naturally. Only it takes an absolute age." Cupid glared at them, daring them to say something.
"Don't worry about it," said Laurissa. "I'm pretty sure Claire has an industrial strength hair dryer upstairs."
"Yeah," added Joxer, as he pulled the God out of the room. "Only then, we'll have to call you ‘Fluffy' instead of ‘Cupid.'"
"I guess that means *we* get the hot tub," commented Tham, as she watched the two mortals drag the God out of the room.
"The hot tub works for me," murmured Ares, coming up behind her and wrapping his arms around her.
"Works for me as well," agreed Iphicles, lowering his mouth onto hers.
Tham closed her eyes, as Iphicles tongue teased at her lips, pushing its way inside the hot cavern of her mouth. She could feel the twin erections of Ares and Iphicles pressing into her. "Want you," she gasped, as Iphicles broke the kiss, and Ares started to lightly bite her neck.
"You have me," murmured the king, as he swiftly pulled her shirt over her head and threw it to the floor.
Glancing up from Tham's neck, Ares saw YJason watching them with avid interest. Gently tapping Iphicles on the shoulder, the God nodded towards YJason.
Understanding the unspoken communication, Iphicles quickly looked at YJason, then turned back to Ares, nodding his agreement. Leaving Ares to see to Tham, Iphicles walked over to YJason.
YJason watched as the man who would succeed him as king stalked over to him. Iphicles took YJason's chin in his hand and raised his face.
"You are an attractive young man," Iphicles said, as he brought his mouth down. Opening YJason's lips with his own, Iphicles' tongue sought out the younger king's, sweeping inside in a possessive, carnal gesture. Pulling back only when he had tasted every inch of his partner, Iphicles grinned at the glazed look in YJason's eyes. "Trust me," he said, "you're going to enjoy this."
Tham leant further back onto Ares' body as fingers began to circle one of her nipples, rolling and gently pinching the skin until it hardened. Throughout it all, Ares continued to use his tongue to trace patterns on Tham's shoulder, occasionally blowing on the wetness he left behind, the cold sensation sending shivers down Tham's spine.
The hand teasing Tham's nipples moved downwards and through her haze of arousal, Tham recognised the feel of the button on her jeans being popped open. A slow rasp reached her ears as the zip was opened and a hand worked its way inside. Tham gasped as she felt Ares hand push inside her jeans, insinuating itself into her hot wetness, and pressing on her clit.
Feeling Tham's arousal, Ares removed his hand, smiling at the whimper of loss he heard. Crouching down, he quickly pulled the rest of Tham's clothing off, leaving her naked. Running his tongue up the back of one of her legs, the God glanced over to where Iphicles and YJason were.
Iphicles had already stripped YJason of his clothes, and was kneeling in front of him, the younger king's cock hard against the side of his face. Slowly, Iphicles licked the length of the shaft, dipping his tongue into the indentation at the head, gently sucking at the liquid leaking from it. He felt YJason's hands as they tangled in his hair, pulling him closer to him. YJason softly thrust into his mouth, matching the rhythm Iphicles had set. Holding onto YJason's thighs, Iphicles concentrated on bringing the younger man closer and closer to the edge of pleasure. He swirled his tongue around the head of YJason's cock and relaxed his throat to take him in further. As soon as Iphicles felt YJason's begin to tense, he pulled away.
‘Wha-" YJason's eyes shot open at the loss of sensation. As his lust fogged eyes focused, he saw Iphicles quickly removing his clothes.
When he was naked, Iphicles took YJason's hand, and led him over to Tham and Ares.
Keeping Tham's back against his chest, Ares lowered the two of them to the floor. Stretching his legs out on either side of her, the God hooked his feet around her thighs, and gently pulled her legs apart.
Manoeuvring YJason until he was between Tham's outstretched legs, Iphicles gently pressed down on the young king's shoulder, pushing him to his knees. Taking YJason's cock in his hand, Iphicles guided the hard flesh to the entrance of Tham's cunt.
As the head of his cock was engulfed by moist heat, YJason's body automatically took over, and he buried himself to the hilt inside of the woman beneath him.
Tham arched up as she felt the hard cock push into her. "Oh gods," she panted.
YJason hissed at the feeling of the tight heat around him. Slowly he began to move, thrusting in and out of Tham.
Iphicles watched YJason as he moved in and out of Tham's body. Watching as the muscles in the younger Corinthian king rippled and moved, Iphicles felt his desire rising. He was about to get up and look for some lubricant, when a small light flashed next to him, leaving a jar in its wake. Looking over, he saw the grin Ares was giving him, and nodded his thanks. Placing a hand on the small of YJason's back, he stopped the other man's movements, as he scooped up some of the slick substance in the jar with his fingers.
YJason gasped as he felt Iphicles fingers invade his body. He groaned as a second finger was added, and he was carefully stretched. Unable to stop himself, YJason pushed back onto Iphicles' hand.
Smiling at the responsiveness of the young man, Iphicles found YJason's prostate and raked his fingers across it.
YJason wailed as white hot pleasure shot through him, his body screaming for Iphicles to be inside him. "Please," he whispered.
Hearing the plea, Iphicles removed his fingers and positioned the head of his cock at the entrance to YJason's body. Biting his lip to keep control, he began to slowly push himself into the tight channel, watching as YJason's body swallowed the head of his cock. Keeping a steady pace, Iphicles pushed until he was fully embedded in YJason.
YJason's head swam, Tham's heat was surrounding his cock, while, at the same time, he, himself, was impaled on Iphicles.
Iphicles began to move in and out of YJason, his movement prompting the movement of the younger man.
Tham thrust her hips up to meet YJason's thrusts. "Yes," she panted, as Ares' hand worked its way between her and YJason. Pushing his fingers into Tham's wetness, he began to manipulate her clit, as he rocked his cock between her buttocks.
Tham's breath came in panting gasps, as she climaxed, her body tightening around YJason's cock.
YJason grunted as Tham's body closed around him tightly. Giving one final hard thrust, he came, emptying himself into her.
Iphicles yelled as the shivers running through YJason's body translated as tight, clenching grabs on his cock. Bellowing his pleasure, Iphicles came into the willing body encasing him, the rippling of YJason's internal muscles milking every last drop from his cock. Pulling his cock out of YJason, Iphicles rolled to the side, panting.
Moving from behind Tham, Ares pulled YJason off from on top of her and swiftly thrust his own cock into her cunt.
Instinctively recognising Ares, Tham began to move her hips.
His arousal from watching the others fucking almost more than he could bear, Ares drove mercilessly into Tham's body, until his own climax swept down on him. Satiated for the time being, Ares smiled. "Right, everyone take five minutes, and then we can all start again."
Claire yelped and bounced as Autolycus dropped her on the bed. Pushing herself up onto her elbows, she watched as the King of Thieves seductively began to strip. Kneeling up, the young woman crawled to the edge of the bed. Reaching out, she grabbed the waistband of his trousers, and pulled Autolycus nearer to the bed. The fabric was stretched over Autolycus' hard cock. Opening his trousers, she smiled as the hard shaft immediately escaped. "All for me?" She asked, innocently.
"If you want it," answered Autolycus.
"Oh, I want." Claire opened her mouth and took the hard cock gently between her teeth, flicking at the head with her tongue. Licking all around, she traced the vein on the underside, opening her throat to allow Autolycus the thrust further. Bringing a hand up next to her face, Claire began to caress and fondle Autolycus' sensitive sac. She could feel the veins on the hard shaft pulsing within her throat and knew that the thief was close to climaxing. With a soft gasp, Autolycus came, and a spurt of liquid ran down Claire's throat.
The soft sound of applause drew Autolycus out of his pleasure induced haze. Looking over to the door, he saw the two Iolaus' standing there.
"We thought we'd join you," Iolaus said.
"Well, then, what are you waiting for?" Claire asked.
YIolaus grinned. Pulling his clothes off, he jumped on the bed, pushing Claire back so that she was lying underneath him.
Tangling her hands in the scraggy blond hair, Claire pulled the young Hunter down to her and started kissing him deeply. His hard cock pressing into her, with tiny droplets of moisture soaking through her jeans.
Iolaus watched as his younger self's hands opened Claire's shirt, and a thought began to form in his mind.
"I know that look," commented Autolycus, as Iolaus headed over to him.
The Hunter smiled. Pulling himself up, he sat on the dresser behind Autolycus and placed his legs on either side of the thief. Resting his chin on Auto's shoulder, he lazy ran his hand over the other man's naked chest, softly flicking each of the nipples in turn. "I was just wondering what it would feel like to fuck yourself," he said, pointedly glancing at YIolaus.
A smile worked its way across Autolycus' face. "I don't know. But I would be fun to find out."
Iolaus' hand dropped lower, and began to fondle Auto's awakening cock. "Yes, it would, wouldn't it?" When Autolycus' cock was fully hard, Iolaus pushed himself off the dresser and took off his clothes. Walking over to the bed, he tapped Claire's leg to get her attention.
Claire looked up to see Iolaus motioning at her to roll out from under YIolaus. He eyes flicked down to his erect and weeping cock, and she smiled, realising what Iolaus meant to do. Bringing a hand up from YIolaus' cock, she ran her fingers through his hair. "Iolaus, let me up," she said.
YIolaus looked at her. "Why?
"Because," she answered, rolling out from under him, "I have no intention of getting squashed."
"What do you mean? Squas-" YIolaus' words were cut off in a whuff of air, as Iolaus stretched out on top of him, pushing him into the bed.
Iolaus grabbed his younger self's wrists and held them above his head. "Since you're me, I know you haven't fucked another man yet," he growled softly.
"You were a virgin at this age?" Claire sounded surprised. "Iolaus, you started late."
"True," nodded Iolaus. "But I made up for it." He shifted his attention back to the young man beneath him. "This is going to be fun," he smiled, running his free hand up and down YIolaus' side. "Where's the lubricant?" He asked, briefly turning to Claire.
"In the table next to you," she answered.
"I'll get it," said Autolycus, coming around to the side of the bed. Opening the drawer of the bedside table to get the lubricant for Iolaus, his eyes widened when he saw what else was in there. Picking up the handcuffs up, he stared at Claire.
Claire grinned back. "What?" She asked, shrugging her shoulders.
"Nothing," laughed Autolycus, throwing the cuffs on top of his clothes. He might have need of those later.
"There's also a cat-o-eight-and-a-half-tails in there, somewhere at the back," Claire said, as Autolycus found the lube and threw it to Iolaus.
"I thought it was a cat-o-nine-tails?"
"It was, but one of the strands snapped in half," replied Claire.
Autolycus raised an eyebrow. "Overuse?"
"Wouldn't you like to know," she retorted, as a loud groan filled the room.
YIolaus was unable to keep quiet as a slick digit entered him. As soon as his body adjusted, a second finger slid in, and then a third. The young Hunter tried to move his hips so he could rub his cock against the bed, but a stinging slap on his rear stop him.
Bending quickly to kiss the area she had just slapped, Claire leant down and whispered in YIolaus' ear. "Stop it. Trust me you want to wait until Iolaus is in you. He's going to push his hard cock into your body, and you'll be so out of your mind that all you'll be concerned with is coming." A grin springing to her face, Claire pushed herself off the bed. Kneeling down, she stuck a hand under the bed and rummaged around.
"What are you looking for?" Autolycus asked, kneeling next to her, his hand reaching out to undo her jeans.
"This," she replied, pulling a small box out from under the bed. She started to rummage around in the box. "Aha!" She exclaimed, after a few seconds. "Here." Dropping something into Autolycus' hand, Claire stood up and stripped off her clothes.
Autolycus looked down at the cock ring resting in his hand, and started to smile.
When she was naked, Claire swiftly kissed Autolycus, and knelt on the bed.
YIolaus barely felt the bed dip and move as someone climbed on it. All he was aware of was his older counterpart's fingers inside him, massaging his prostate and making his cock harder than it had ever been. His head had dropped to the bed; his forehead resting on his arms. His blond hair had fallen to either side of his face, effectively cutting him off from the rest of the room. All that existed was Iolaus' fingers inside him, and the pounding need rushing through his body.
Iolaus looked at the stretched muscle around his fingers and decided that the younger Hunter was ready for him. Removing his fingers, he dropped his hand to guide his cock to the entrance of YIolaus' body, only to find another hand already there. Turning, he smiled at Autolycus as the thief gently guided the head of his lubricated cock to rest against the now loose muscle.
YIolaus could feel the hot, hard cock pushing against him, but not attempting to gain entry. Silence reigned in the room. All YIolaus could hear was the pounding of his heart, and his own laboured breathing. Colours swirled in front of his closed eyes, and then the man above him moved. A strangled scream rushed from YIolaus' lips as the hard cock pressing against his anus suddenly pushed in to the hilt in one stroke, before stopping all other movement.
"Oh Gods," gasped Iolaus, as he pushed his cock into the body beneath him. "This is weird."
Claire grinned as she took a lock of Iolaus' hair and started to twirl it in her fingers.. "You're just fucking yourself, so just think of it as a really strange form of masturbation," she whispered in his ear. "Lift him up."
Hooking his hands under YIolaus' arms, the older Hunter lifted YIolaus up so he was on his knees.
Claire wrapped her hand around YIolaus' cock; a thick, veined hardness weeping pre-come. Holding her hand out, she smiled at Autolycus as he dropped the cock ring into her palm. Opening the wide metal ring, she slipped it around YIolaus' cock, and latched it.
YIolaus yelped in surprise as the cool ring encircled the base of his cock, restricting the blood supply. He tried to push his hips back to escape, but he was already pressed against Iolaus and couldn't move any further back.
"There. Now, it's no use trying to come, Iolaus," Claire said, quietly, soothingly, to the young man. "You won't be able to until *we* want you to." She nodded to Iolaus, and the Hunter let YIolaus drop back to his hands and knees.
YIolaus couldn't help the whimper that escaped from his lips, as he grabs handfuls of the bed covers.
"You want to come, don't you?" Claire murmured into YIolaus' ear, her hands deftly manipulating his rock hard cock.
"Yes..." The word was barely audible, breathed through gritted teeth.
Claire didn't let up on her torment. "You *need* to," she continued, with another pull on the young Hunter's cock.
YIolaus tightened the grip he had on the bed covers, his knuckles white. He could feel the unmoving fullness of Iolaus' cock inside him. "Please," he begged.
"You can feel it, can't you?"
"Building inside you, waiting to explode."
YIolaus found himself swaying slightly with the rhythm of Claire's voice. A masculine hand gently caressed his quivering thigh, but he didn't know if it was Iolaus or Autolycus. Still, Claire's voice continued to work its way into his soul.
"You *have* to come."
Her hand tightened on his cock, and a harsh groan escaped from his throat.
"But you can't..."
YIolaus shook his head, a shudder running through him as the movement caused the head of Iolaus' cock to brush across his prostate. A second hand started to caress his back.
"Poor baby." Claire's finger gently followed a drop of sweat that trailed its way down YIolaus' cheek. Taking his hands in hers, she guided his hands to the head of the bed. "Lock your arms," she commanded softly.
YIolaus opened his eyes, and looked at her.
"Lock your arms," she repeated. "Iolaus is going to fuck you, and you're going to provide resistance to his thrusts."
YIolaus wrapped his fingers around the head of the bed, and locked his arms, unable to disobey the softly spoken order.
Claire looked up at Iolaus. The Hunter was biting his lower lip trying to resist thrusting into the tightness his cock was encased in. Placing a hand on his arm, she looked into his blue eyes and nodded.
Letting all of his restraint go, Iolaus grabbed hold of his younger self's hips, pulling out and thrusting back in quickly. Over and over, he pulled his cock out to the head and pushed back. He watched as his hard cock slid out of YIolaus and then back again.
Claire bit her lower lip as Iolaus' groans filled the air. Grabbing Autolycus, she pulled the thief to her. "Fuck me," she demanded.
Autolycus grinned and rolled on top of Claire, his cock nudging at her thighs. Wrapping her legs around him, Claire pulled Auto to her. The thief went into her in one thrust, immediately beginning to move in and out of her, slowly at first, and then increasing the speed of his movements. Claire moaned and raked her nails up Autolycus' back, urging him on to a faster and harder rhythm. The thief's thrusts became more frantic and powerful as he neared his climax. Unable to hold back any longer Autolycus came. Claire felt Auto climax within her as her own orgasm swept over her. Panting for breath, Auto pulled out of the young woman and lay next to her.
"Well, this is something you don't do every day," he said.
"Oh I don't know," replied Claire, with a mischievous look on her face. "I guess it all depends who you know."
Autolycus laughed, and took Claire's hand in his own. Reaching out, he wrapped both hands around YIolaus' cock and began pumping in time with Iolaus' thrusts.
White hot pleasure shot through YIolaus each time Iolaus' cock thrust into him. He whimpered with the friction of the fucking, desperately wanting to come, but the ring around his cock stopping him.
Seeing that Iolaus was nearing his climax, Claire swiftly released the catch and allowed the cock ring to fall away from YIolaus.
YIolaus shrieked as the blood rushed back into his cock. Almost immediately, he started coming.
Iolaus yelled as YIolaus' body clamped down on him, milking his cock. With a final thrust, he emptied himself into his younger self's body.
"I think we killed him," commented Autolycus, looking at the limp form of YIolaus.
"Don't worry," Iolaus panted, still regaining his breath. "I have more stamina than that, even at *that* age."
As if on cue, YIolaus raised his head and looked at the other three.
"Are you okay?" Claire asked.
"Uh-huh," came the breathy squeak. YIolaus dropped his head back to the bed. Turning his head, so that the covers wouldn't muffle his words, he smiled weakly. "I am... your devoted slave," he mumbled. "Just... just tell me.. you'll fuck me like that again."
Claire smiled, and laid a hand on YIolaus' sweat soaked back. "Well, baby, your wish is our command. But give us a few minutes first, okay?"
"Whatever," came the answer. "But promise me this, too."
"What?" Autolycus asked.
"The next time you lot do... this." YIolaus waved a hand about, encompassing the entire room. "Promise I'll be invited."
The others couldn't stop the laughter that bubbled up.
Laurissa gasped as her naked back made contact with the cool tile of the bathroom wall. Her shirt was somewhere on the stairs, having been stripped off by Cupid on the way up. She started to pull at Joxer's shirt, growling in frustration when it wouldn't open.
"Allow me," Cupid murmured in her ear, snapping his fingers.
Looking at their now naked bodies, Joxer grinned. "That's hell of a trick, Cupe," he commented.
"It has its uses," the winged god replied.
Joxer smiled and wrapped his hands around Laurissa's hips, slowly pulling her forward and letting Cupid step behind her.
Laurissa sighed as she leant back, her body resting against Cupid's chest.
Wrapping his winds around the three of them, Cupid's hands moved to Laurissa's breasts and began to play with her nipples until the flesh was hard.
Laurissa moaned. She could feel Cupid's cock pressing into her side.
"You look happy," noted Joxer, his fingers dancing over her skin.
"I am," she sighed.
"Bet I can make you happier," the warrior told her.
"Oh, feel free."
"I will." Joxer leant forward and licked her neck. Sinking to his knees, he kissed and licked his way down her body.
Laurissa groaned as she felt Joxer's hands on her thighs, carefully pushing them further apart. Closing her eyes, she dropped her head back onto Cupid's shoulder. The quiet that descended on the room was broken a few moments later when the love god yelped loudly. Opening her eyes, Laurissa looked down to see Joxer triumphantly holding a white feather
in his hands.
"I'll get you for that," warned Cupid.
"Promises, promises," Joxer replied. Holding Laurissa open with his fingers, Joxer started to swirl the feather around her clit.
Her nerve endings shuddered as the delicate feather slowly brushed along them. "Please," Laurissa moaned quietly.
"Well, since you asked so nicely." Burying his face between her thighs, Joxer replaced the feather with his tongue. With long, delicate strokes, Joxer licked every part of Laurissa's cunt.
Crying out with pleasure, Laurissa clamped her legs around Joxer as he took her clit between his teeth and flicked it with the end of his tongue. As she felt her orgasm approach, Laurissa wailed when Joxer moved.
"Patience, love," whispered Cupid, his hands moving over her body.
Standing up, Joxer met Cupid's gaze. Leaning over Laurissa's shoulder, he gently captured the god's mouth with his.
"I can taste you in him," Cupid said quietly to the woman in his arms when he broke the kiss. "You taste sweet, like honey."
"I'm going to fuck you, Laurissa," Joxer told her, matter-of-factly. "I'm going to push my cock into your body until you scream."
Laurissa couldn't do much more than nod.
"Are you ready for him?" Cupid asked, as Joxer positioned himself at her cunt. "Are you burning for him? Is your body aflame?"
Laurissa brought her hands up to Joxer's face, trailing her fingers down his cheeks. "Make me burn," she pleaded.
"All you had to do was ask," Joxer replied, as he plunged into her.
"Oh God!" Laurissa moaned, as Joxer's cock worked its way into her body.
"Yes?" purred Cupid.
"I want..." Laurissa's voice trailed off as one of Cupid's hands worked its way down the valley between her buttocks and began rubbing at the second entrance to her body.
"Shh," said Cupid, softly biting her neck. "I know exactly what you want."
Joxer stood still as Cupid murmured into Laurissa's ear, his cock pulsing in the warm tunnel of her cunt.
Laurissa screamed in pleasure as the love god began to penetrate her. Soon, he was seated firmly inside her body. The two men held still as Laurissa adjusted to the dual feeling of the two cocks in her. "Move," she breathed.
Nodding at each other, Joxer and Cupid began to move in and out of her body, timing their thrusts so that one was entering her as the other was pulling out.
Clawing at Joxer's chest, Laurissa's breath came in panting gasps. Rocking her body between them, the two men sandwiching her sawed their cocks in and out of her willing flesh.
Wrapping his hand around Joxer's head, Cupid pulled the mortal to him and kissed him, his tongue mimicking the thrusts into Laurissa's body.
Working a hand between their bodies, Joxer snaked his fingers into Laurissa's cunt and flicked at her clit.
With a shuddering yell, Laurissa came, her body grabbing the two cocks and milking them.
Dropping his head to Laurissa's shoulder, Cupid came inside her body.
Watching as the god bit his lower lip in pleasure, Joxer's orgasm swept down and he pumped his essence into Laurissa, his soft cock slipping from her body. "Damn," he said, smiling. "We never did get into the shower."
Cupid laughed and moved out from behind Laurissa. "Well then, let's remedy that." Folding his wings behind him, Cupid stuck a hand into the shower and turned it on. "Perfect," he declared as the warm droplets began to hit his hand. "After you, m'lady." With a deep bow, the god allowed Laurissa to step into the shower ahead of him.
"Hmm, this is the main thing I miss when we get sent back to Greece," said Joxer, stepping into the flow of the water. "Hot showers."
"I have one in my temple on Olympus, you know," commented Cupid. "I installed it after the first time I fucked Karesia in her shower."
Joxer's eyes lit up. "Really? You'll have to... show it to me sometime." Reaching for the soap, Joxer began to work it in his hands until they were slick with the lather. Closing his eyes, he ran his hands over his body and sighed.
Watching as Joxer soaped himself with sensual abandon, Laurissa pulled Cupid closer to her. "Fuck him," she said. "I want to see it."
"Your wish is my command," he murmured. Taking the soap out of Joxer's hands, he gently turned the mortal so he was facing the wall of the shower. "Brace yourself," he said softly.
Spreading his legs, Joxer pushed his hands against the wall.
Stepping up behind Joxer, Cupid stopped when he felt Laurissa's hand on his hip.
"Let me," she said. "I want to guide you." Taking hold of Cupid's hard cock, she guided it to the entrance to Joxer's body. Keeping her fingers on the connection between them, she felt as Joxer's body opened to allow Cupid entrance. Placing her other hand on Cupid's back, she gently pushed the god forward until he was fully seated in the other man. Moving behind the winged god, Laurissa held Cupid's hips and started to move him in and out of Joxer, fully controlling the gentle pistoning of the god's hips.
"Faster," demanded Joxer.
"No," Laurissa told him. "Just feel it. The soft gliding of his cock into your body. The slow torture of the friction as it rubs against you."
"Oh Gods, *please*," Joxer whimpered, trying to push himself back onto Cupid.
Holding him steadily, Cupid stopped Joxer's movements. Leaning forward, he licked the mortal's ear. "You can feel me, can't you?"
"Yes," breathed Joxer.
"Pushing into you. Forcing you to accept me."
"Oh Gods, yes."
"And your body objects when I leave. I can feel you grasping my cock, not wanting to let it go."
Laurissa nibbled her lip, Cupid's words starting to have an effect on her, as well as Joxer.
"I'm going to come now," Cupid told Joxer softly. "I'm going to come deep inside you. So deep that you'll still feel me the next time you talk to Xena and Gabrielle. How will it feel, Joxer? Talking to them knowing my come is still in your body? Tell me how it will feel."
"Alive. It'll make me feel alive. Because I'll know that I was here and that this happened. And that, no matter what else happens, you *wanted* me."
Hearing the sadness in Joxer's voice, Laurissa reached over placed one of her hands over one of his. "We *all* want you, Jox. You wouldn't be here if we didn't." Reaching down to the small of Cupid's back with her free hand, Laurissa gave a final push.
Biting Joxer's shoulder to stop him from screaming, Cupid came.
The shock of the bite on his shoulder sent Joxer skidding over the edge, and he climaxed, his come hitting the shower wall and being washed away.
Pulling out of Joxer's body, Cupid wrapped his arms around the mortal. "What's wrong, Joxer?" he asked, seeing the redness of the other man's eyes, his tears lost in the water raining down on them.
"Nothing," Joxer sniffed. "It's just that I've finally found people who want me."
Laurissa wiggled her way between the two men and gently kissed Joxer. "Baby, its like we said. You wouldn't be here is we didn't want you. After all, you don't see Herc anywhere, do you?"
Unable to stop himself, Joxer laughed. "That's something I've always wondered about. Iolaus is here, so why not Hercules?"
Laurissa's face twisted up. "Do we really need to answer that?"
Joxer thought for a moment. "No, I guess not," he finally conceded. "Sorry for being such a baby."
"Don't apologise, Jox. You *never* need to apologise to us," explained Laurissa. "We're a team, we stick together. *All* of us."
"And speaking of all of us," commented Cupid. "I think we should find some of the others."
"So we can fuck them senseless, too."
A blinding grin broke out on Joxer's face. "I knew there was a reason I liked you, Cupe."
"We'll just have to give ourselves a few minutes," Cupid said.
"Why?" Laurissa asked.
Cupid pointed to his dripping wings. "Why do you think?"
Joxer laughed. "That's okay, I saw two hairdryers outside, so we can take a wing each and have it done in half the time."
"Just one thing, though," Cupid said, stepping out of the shower. "If *anyone* calls me ‘fluffy'-"
The rest of Cupid's words were lost in the sound of Laurissa and Joxer's laughter.
Pushing herself up onto her elbows, Tham looked around the room. Yjason was sprawled out at her feet.
"Oh Gods," the young king moaned. "I don't think I'll ever be able to move again."
"That's a pity," commented Ares, trailing a hand up the Corinthian's leg. "Because there are seven other people upstairs that you haven't fucked yet."
YJason pondered the War God's words. "Okay, but give me a few seconds."
Ares rumbling laugh filled the room. "Ah, the energy of youth!"
"No," commented Tham, her laughter joined the god's. "Just the energy of someone at their first orgy."
"You know," said Iphicles, "we really should invite Aphrodite to the next one.
"*Next* one?" YJason's voice was a squeak. "You mean this wasn't a one-off?"
"Gods, no," answered Tham. "Every so often a few of us get together and-"
"Fuck," Ares finished the sentence for her.
"I was going to say ‘reaffirm our feelings for one another', but fuck works just as well," she grinned.
"So, why aren't there any more women here?" YJason asked.
"Well, we need bring Nebula, once." Ares smiled at the memory.
"Oh yeah, I remember that." Iphicles' grin matched Ares.
"I remember that she, Claire and Iolaus didn't come out of that bedroom for nearly three hours," commented Tham.
"*I* remember that we couldn't get the grin off Iolaus' face for weeks," muttered Ares. "Every so often he would get this dreamy look on his face and moan. It drove Hercules insane."
"Did they ever tell you what they did?" Tham asked.
"No," Ares replied.
"Why don't you just do the scrying pool thing?" Iphicles asked.
"Because Claire got Cupid to set a wall around the room. I couldn't find out even if I wanted to. Besides, I promised."
Tham lent over and kissed Ares. "You're just a big softie, you know," she said.
Ares frowned. "I am the God of War, please refrain from referring to me as a 'big softie'." He paused. "Well, at least don't do it when there are other people around."
Tham laughed and shook her head. "So, has everyone go their energy back?"
Iphy looked at her. "Why?"
"You'll find out," she answered, bounding to her feet and running out of the door. Heading up the stairs, she stopped outside the main bedroom and poked her head around the door. "Claire?"
"Yes?" The muffled word came a couple of seconds before a dark head poked out of the covers.
"Do you mind if I raid the fridge? I've suddenly got a yearning for cream covered Iphicles."
"Go for it," Claire said, suddenly laughing and hitting the duvet covered lump next to her. "Auto, stop it, you know I'm ticklish there."
Tham smiled. "I'll leave you to it." She started to shut the door, but Claire called out, stopping her.
"There's a tin of pineapple rings and a bag of cherries in one of the cupboards just in case you discover the cream isn't enough."
Tham's smile widened. "Pineapple rings, eh?"
As the door shut, Claire started to laugh uncontrollably as the three men all piled on top of her. "Not fair!" she screamed as they tickled her.
"What in Tartarus is going on here? We can hear you laughing all the way in the bathroom."
"Cupid, help me!" Claire pleaded as the winged god walked to the bed.
Cupid smiled and waved his hand, grinning as the three men levitated off the bed.
"Thanks, babe," said Claire pushing herself off the bed and kissing Cupid soundly. "You can let them down now."
"Serves you right," smiled Laurissa as she walked into the bedroom with Joxer.
Autolycus' eyes narrowed and his hand shot out, grabbing Laurissa and pulling her onto the bed.
"Hey!" she laughed. "Claire, help me."
"Sorry,"replied Claire, "but if they've got you then they won't be after me."
"Yeah," said Cupid, "but that leaves you free for me." Wrapping his arms around her waist, Cupid picked Claire up and guided her onto his cock.
Claire groaned as the love god's hard shaft slid into her. Placing her legs around his waist, she threw her head back as he began to gently move her up and down.
Iolaus watched as Cupid fucked Claire, his own cock hardening in response. Getting off the bed, he walked over to Joker. "Let's go down and see Ares," he said.
Joxer grinned. "Okay." Looking over to the bed, he smiled. "You guys coming."
"Not yet," replied Autolycus as he drove his cock into Laurissa. "But I plan on it."
Rolling his eyes, Joker groaned. "I meant are you coming downstairs. The hot tub should be warm by now."
"Give... me... a... few... more... seconds," panted out the thief, his thrusts becoming faster. With a final few jerks into Laurissa's cunt, Auto came.
Laurissa moaned as she felt Autolycus' come flood into her. Kissing the woman under him, Auto pushed himself up. "What about you two?" he asked, looking at Cupid and Claire.
"We'll see you down there," Cupid replied, as they disappeared in a flash of light.
Ares glanced up as Cupid and Claire appeared in the hot tub next to him. Smiling, he headed over to them and placed his hands under Claire's legs, supporting her.
"Thanks," grunted Cupid, as the balance gave him the extra leverage he needed to thrust into her completely.
"Don't mention it," Ares replied, smothering Cupid's mouth with his own, swallowing the winged god's moan as he came.
Whimpering slightly with loss as Cupid's cock slipped out of her, Claire placed her feet on the bottom of the hot tub and padded over to the side. Sitting down, she groaned in satisfaction as the hot water enveloped her.
"That sounds nice," said Laurissa, as she walked in with the others from the bedroom.
"It is," Claire admitted.
Stepping into the tub, Laurissa sank down next to her. "Oh Gods, I have *got* to get me one of these."
Claire smiled. "Well, until you do, feel free to get Ares to bring you over to use this one.
Laurissa smiled her thanks to the woman next to her.
"Tell me, do you know if Tham found the pineapples?" Claire asked.
Laurissa grinned. "Oh yeah, she definitely did."
"Tham," said Iphicles, looking down at the pineapple slices on his hard cock, "just what is it you're trying to do?"
"Hush now, I'm trying to get my creative juices flowing," said Tham.
"If you ask me, they aren't the only juices you've got flowing," retorted a voice from behind her.
"Oh shit!" Tham swore, spinning around. "Strife, you little pervert! What in Tartarus are you doing here? Have you been watching us?"
"I saw it when Cupid disappeared from Olympus, and I was curious so I followed him." The godling pouted. "It's so unfair, no one invites me to these things."
Tham looked at the young god, and felt her heart reach out for him. Sighing, she held out her hand. "Come on then," she said, as she led him through to where the others were.
Claire looked up as Tham walked in.
"I have a present for you," Tham said, leading Strife into the room. "Be nice." Handing Strife over to Claire, she walked back into the kitchen. "Now, where was I?" she said. "Oh, yes." Lowering her head, Tham began to eat the pineapple slices covering Iphy's cock.
"Strife?" Claire said, incredulously. "What are you doing here."
The god looked down. "I felt left out," he said, embarrassed. "I went to... see Cupid, and when I got there I saw him grin and disappear, and so I followed."
Claire sighed. "Well, now you're here, you may as well stay."
"Really?" asked Strife.
"Yes, really. Come on in and join the fun."
In a flash of light, Strife's clothes disappeared and the pale godling jumped into the hot tub.
"Strife?" Cupid looked at the mischief god as he surfaced next to him.
"Cupid! Ah, hi," Strife replied awkwardly.
"I didn't know you were coming."
"I wasn't. It's a long story," Strife explained. "So, how are things with the game of love?"
"Same as always. How about the mischief front?"
"Same old, same old. You know how it is."
There was silence for a few moments.
"So, how's Psyche?" Strife asked.
"Fucking Apollo," answered Cupid succinctly. "Even worse, they're ‘in love'. If it was just sex I'd understand. Gods, I couldn't exactly complain, but no, it's *love*."
"Don't sweat it. They're made for each other." Cupid looked away briefly. "Like I care."
"*I* care," said Strife, looking horrified when he realised what he'd said.
Cupid turned and met Strife's gaze.
"I didn't mean that, honestly," said Strife quickly. "Just ignore me."
"What if I don't want to?"
Laurissa moaned as YJason massaged her feet. "Ooh, that feels good," she said, when a movement caught her eye. Glancing over, she grinned. Surreptitiously nudging Claire, she nodded over to the other end of the hot tub.
Claire smiled as she saw Cupid gently trail his fingers down Strife's cheek.
"I think we need to talk," Cupid said softly.
"Yeah, that would be a good idea," replied Strife, uncharacteristically serious.
Wrapping his wings around them, Cupid gently moved them back to Olympus.
Watching as the two gods disappeared, Claire smiled. "I think we've just seen a happy ending," she said to Laurissa.
"As long as no one makes trouble for them," commented Laurissa.
"Don't worry, they won't. I'll keep an eye on them."
The two women looked at Ares.
"Softie," Claire said.
Ares rolled his eyes. "Why do people insist on calling me that?"
"Because you are," replied Laurissa. "But that's the way we love you."
"What's the way we love him?" Tham asked, easing herself into the hot tub.
"Nothing," laughed Claire. "So, is Iphy still alive or have you killed him?"
"Death through fucking," giggled Laurissa. "It's a hell of a way to go."
"No, he's still alive," replied Tham, pointed to the door as the king in question walked in. "See?"
"Oh well, better luck next time," Claire laughed, jumping out of the tub as Tham leant over to hit her. "Does anyone want some wine while I'm up?"
"Please," nodded Tham.
"Yes, that'd be great," answered Laurissa.
Claire quickly walked through to the kitchen and pulled a bottle out of the wine rack. Swiping some glasses out of a cupboard, she headed back to the hot tub. Opening the bottle, she poured out three glasses, handing two of them to the other women. When neither of them looked at her, she followed their gazes over to the war god and the hunter.
"Thanks," murmured Laurissa, without taking her eyes off Ares and Iolaus.
"Um, yeah, thanks," Tham breathed, as she felt Claire get into the hot tub beside her.
The three women watched intently, as, Ares started to kiss Iolaus.
Ares' left hand held Iolaus' face to his own, while his right roamed over Iolaus' body, finally grasping the Hunter's hard cock. Ares' fingers wrapped themselves around the heated flesh, as he pulled Iolaus towards him. Turning the mortal around, Ares lay back in the water, with Iolaus resting on top of him, Ares' cock resting in the valley of his buttocks.
Dropping his head back onto Ares' shoulder, Iolaus moaned as the God expertly pumped his cock. The pleasure was intense, and the shivers Iolaus was experiencing built up into tremors which wracked his entire body as his orgasm swept over him, and his climax arched into the air.
Feeling that the Hunter's body was completely relaxed, Ares swiftly pushed him against the side of the hot tub, and thrust into his body. With a few thrusts, Ares came, his face contorting in pleasure.
"Now *that's* what I call a show," said Tham.
Claire was just about to agree when the door bell rang. "Damn," she muttered, getting out of the tub, grabbing a towel and wrapping it around her body. "Who the hell can that be?"
Ares grinned. "It's just some others that I invited to the party. I was wondering when they were going to show up."
Walking through the house, Claire reached the front door and opened it.
"Hi Claire," smiled Methos, his arm on Kronos' shoulder. "Got room for a few more?"
Claire looked past Methos to where Alex Krycek was busy groping Fox Mulder against her garage door. "Oh, most definitely," she said, opening the door wider to let them in.