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And so I lifted him up in my arms, turning over so that I was behind the smoldering dancer. My hand gripped the back of his neck, pushing him down into the forest floor so that he was on his knees, with his ass propped up, directly facing me.
I rose higher on my own knees so that my erection was directly lined up with his ass. I could no longer withhold the desire that surged within me, wanting desperately to feel his ass tighten around my shaft.
I plunged so hard and deep into him; he yelped loudly, before grunting with pleasure. I maintained a slow pace in and out of Eurydalos. It was as if I was playing a tune, moving against him in a melodic motion. He moaned with satisfaction, which only gave me more of a reason to pick up the speed with my thrusts into him. I wanted to please Eurydalos even more. The more groans he made, the further indication I was doing my job in allowing him to feel the ecstasy needed to put him over the edge.
“Oh my gods, Orpheus! I can’t hold on much longer!” he managed to yell in between his sexual wailing.
“Then don’t hold on! You have no reason to!” I shouted back with an assertiveness.
And with just a few more strokes of his cock with his own hand, Eurydalos exploded. I felt him shaking beneath me until he managed to let every drop escape from him. The sight of Eurydalos releasing himself allowed me to reach my breaking point, for I too let my cock pulsate inside him, my juices spreading deep within.
The two of us began panting and profusely sweating. Our drenched bodies collapsed. Our knees gave out as we fell to the ground. My erection soon became flaccid, making it easier to slip out of Eurydalos. I rolled over so that my back was on the ground as I glanced up at the sun’s rays creeping through the canopy of the leafy green trees hovering high above us.
Eurydalos rolled over too, resting his head against my chest. “That… that was…” he paused, still trying to regain his breath.
“Amazing?” I finished for him.
He nodded. “Beyond that. If there is even a word to describe it. But I don’t think there is one.”
I could not agree with him more. The passion I had with Eurydalos far superseded all of my sexual encounters with Apollo. Perhaps because there was more of a connection between the two of us. What I had with Apollo was mostly forced or occurred out of convenience, with the both of us having ulterior motives with one another. Well, at least I had a different reason for pleasing the God of the sun and music. My reasoning was to further propel my skills and fame in the world of music. Apollo just simply had lustful cravings for me, from my understanding, like he did with many gods and other men besides me.
“Who knew that an innocent dance from yesterday would form into this?” I mentioned.
Eurydalos chuckled at my comment. “I did.”
“You did?” I questioned him with slight perplexity.
“Yes. When a talented dancer meets a skilled musician, their artistry is bound to collide. In this case, they just took it a step further and allowed their passion to be redirected at each other.”
Chapter 14
Life was moving far too fast for me. To think I had barely touched another person for eighteen years of my life. Cut to now, and I’ve managed to kiss three different men all in the span of a single year. Each man being a different type. A god, a demi-god, and a mortal. Apollo, Calais, and Eurydalos were so distinctly different from one another, it was a surprise that I was somehow attracted to all three of them. But each of them did have their own uniqueness that drew me in. Apollo for his gorgeous looks and radiant powers. Calais for his silky white hair, wings, and bravery. And now, most of all, Eurydalos, for his carefree and yet bold lifestyle, his sentimental side, inviting personality, and handsome features.
I laid sprawled out across the forest floor with Eurydalos, his head still resting on my chest after our first intimate session with one another. My fingers entwined in his black hair as his hand gently rubbed up and down my torso in a soothing manner. I never wanted to get up. I was completely content with remaining here with Eurydalos wrapped in my arms for hours, days, even weeks.
Eurydalos tilted his head, so that he was gazing into my eyes, his chin sitting on my ribs. “It seems we couldn’t even make it past the forest without putting our hands on one another,” he joked with a coy smile creeping up on his face.
I chuckled. “It would seem that way. Wouldn’t it?”
It was true. Our intentions were for Eurydalos to meet me outside Jason’s castle and he would take me to his home. But as I thought about all that Eurydalos had revealed to me, I wasn’t sure if going to his home was the best option. He claimed that a shepherd god named Aristaeus who he was in service to treated him poorly. The man frequently hurt him, both physically and mentally. And if the god were to ever learn that he and I were together, surely he would do far worse things to Eurydalos for his disloyalty towards him.
There would be no way I could possibly allow anyone to harm Eurydalos now that he was in my life. I did not want to witness it in any capacity. I would not be able to bear it. So, the very last place I would want to take him to was back to Aristaeus. So, I came up with a different suggestion for where our next destination may be.
“I’ve shown you my abilities with enticing the forest creatures with my lyre. I would love to see your dancing in full effect,” I requested.
“And what makes you think you haven’t seen all of my dancing skills already?” he questioned me, with suspicion in his tone.
“I saw the way you danced last night, and I watched how you remained in sync with the other Earth dancers. I could tell you were holding back, likely not trying to show any of them up or draw greater attention to yourself,” I guessed.
“I suppose you’re very observant, too. You are just full of surprises, Orpheus. There is quite more to you than meets the eye. You have far more attractive qualities about you, beyond being a famous musician,” he complimented me.
“So, you admit it then? You do have much more to show me with your dancing?” I asked again for clarification.
Eurydalos nodded. “Yes. But there is a special place I want to take us to before I dance for you.”
“And where exactly is that?” I raised my brow at him.
“It’s a forest. The Foloi Oak Forest. It’s a two-day journey west of here to get there. Will you go with me?” he asked.
