Page 15 of Arrogance
“Rise Phorbas. There is no need for formalities with me,” I informed him.
The young warrior stood once more. “Forgive me for asking, but what have I done to deserve this?”
I folded my arms over my chest, smiling at him, allowing Phorbas to gaze upon my radiating ivory teeth. “I’ve come to reward you, brave warrior. Not only have you saved Rhodes, but you have done me a favor as well. Because of your actions, I am now the God of the sun. The title was bestowed upon me all thanks to your heroism.”
“I am beyond grateful to have served you in such a way, God,” he stated.
I simply stepped forward. My attraction to this warrior was drawing me closer to him. I was a god, and he was a mortal. I had no doubt that any sexual advances I made toward him would be graciously accepted. Who was he to deny a god, after all?
My hands found their way around his hips. Our lips were just centimeters apart. “And you have served me well, young warrior. Now, I want to reciprocate. Letmebe the one to serveyou.”
Our mouths met, as we locked lips with one another. His hands reached to grip the back of my head, drawing me into him. My fingers traced around the lace of his tunic, untying it, so that it had nowhere to fall but to the floor.
I separated from his embrace momentarily to have the opportunity to admire his beautifully sculpted body and his girthy endowment. I was impressed and aroused by all that was before me. As I scrutinized him closely, I removed my articles of clothing so that we both were now bare together, in nothing but the flesh.
It was Phorbas that now came forward, barely able to resist from not having his body pressed against mine. I slowly stepped backward across the room, allowing him to travel with me while we passionately kissed. I fell back into the bed, and he right on top of me.
He sat up tall with his legs at my side, hands pressed against my chiseled chest. I too lifted myself up in the bed to meet his face for continued kisses. As we got lost in the moment, it seemed as though my hands were wandering on their own. They met Phorbas’s back and then glided downward towards his bare ass. My fingers traced around his hole. He whimpered with pleasure. As I pushed my finger inside him, he let out a simultaneous sigh and grunt.
“It’s so tight,” I intimately whispered, as I pressed my finger deeper, able to feel his muscles grip around it.
I could feel him bearing down harder against it. But it wasn’t enough for him. I could tell Phorbas desperately wanted more. “Do you want my cock inside you?” I boldly asked.
“Yes,” he uttered while still moaning from my finger drifting in and out of him at a steady pace.
Truth be told, it wasn’t just about me serving him. I wanted this as badly as he did. My carnal urges were running high since I first laid eyes on Phorbas, and it was then that I knew that I had to have him. I’ve patiently waited long enough for this moment to arrive, and now that it had, I wanted to savor every second of it.
I flipped Phorbas off of me so that he was on his hands and knees in the bed. I kneeled behind him, stroking my erection up and down his smooth crease. “Are you ready for me, warrior?”
“Yes, God. I want you fully immersed in me,” he vociferously groaned.
I didn’t make him wait long. My tip slowly slipped inside him and then, as he relaxed more, I plunged my entire cock as deep as it could possibly go. Phorbas shuttered at first, but as I picked up my rhythm with thrusting into him, I could sense him further loosening up.
“Thank you, God, for serving me so well.” He grumbled the words in and out as his body rocked with my pounding into him.
My hands then clutched his hips, fingers digging into his silky skin as I continuously pulled out and slammed back into him. “Now I need you to obey one final command from me,” I ordered him, while controlling his body from behind.
“Yes, Apollo. Anything you want. I will do whatever you say,” he conceded.
“Release yourself!” I shouted as my deep thrusts now became relentless. My strength was unlike anything he had experienced before in his entire life. The thickness and girth of my cock on top of my intensity was enough to make this warrior lose control.
Right on command, he exploded all over the sheets. The sight of him shooting was enough to drive me to the brink. I cried out wildly as I drained myself, soaking him on the inside. As I pulled out of him, we both collapsed into the bed, panting heavily.
Being a god, I recovered in a matter of seconds, while Phorbas still remained exhausted, likely ready to pass out from the sexual ferocity I elicited upon him. “That was phenomenal. I don’t think I’ve ever enjoyed it that much in my entire life. You are truly magnificent.”
I grinned at this response of his. It boosted my ego knowing I was the one that provided him with the best sexual encounter he had ever experienced. Deep down, I knew Phorbas would continue to crave my presence. My body and my sex were things he would never be able to put out of his mind for the rest of his life. He would barely be able to have another clear thought in his head, for it would be forever consumed with the ingrained memory of the touch of my skin against him and my thick cock sliding in and out of him. It was pure ecstasy. An addiction that he would never be able to escape from.
But Phorbas would only have to be rarely patient as he lived out the rest of his life. I made sure to return to him once every few days or so. Our moments of passion continued to remain heated and vehement even as Phorbas progressed into his later years.
My body and vitality remained forever intact, while Phorbas was beginning to slow down. His youth had flown by him so fast. His once charming and alluring features were beginning their fleet. Thus, my attraction to him was also diminishing. Over the years, my eyes began to set their sights on younger and more masculine humans that I had to have. My times spent with Phorbas became more sporadic. Days turned to weeks. Weeks turned to months.
I sat with Phorbas by the lake one afternoon. He too knew the inevitable, that our passion for one another would no longer last. “I can’t bear the thought of having you see me age like this,” he revealed to me.
“I’m sorry, Phorbas. We knew this was bound to happen. I am a god, after all. You are but a mortal,” I indifferently replied.
“Yes. But I do not want to grow old. I won’t be able to live with myself, being absent from you for the remainder of my life. I also can’t allow you to view me as an elder.”
“Then what do you suggest?” I asked.
