Page 24 of Hermes
“Argh!” I practically squealed once I felt it. Crocus was surprisingly a natural at sucking on me, which left me pleasantly surprised. Oh, how I wished for the ability to freeze time right now. I never wanted Crocus off of me. If he could somehow be fixed right here, servicing me for the rest of eternity, I’d make it happen. But that was an impossibility. So, I would savor this moment for as long as I possibly could.
After a few minutes, he finally lifted his head off me, scooting back up to meet my face with his. We exchanged a few more passionate kisses before my hands reached to tug at his hips. I moved off of Crocus and practically forced him bent over on his knees, with his round ass in the air, mine for the taking.
I kneeled so that my cock was in line with it, which was ready to be claimed. Despite Crocus seeming willing to let me take control of him, I could sense that he was a little nervous from the expression on his face that he was now giving me.
“It won’t hurt, will it?” he asked with trepidation.
I did not even consider that this was Crocus’ first time making love with another male. But of course, I should have considered that. After all, he is but a young mortal, while I have hundreds of years on him with many times I’ve made love to both mortals and some other gods. However, none of them could hold a candle to Crocus, who looked so delectable in this position.
“No,” I assuaged. “If it does, it will hurt only for a second. I’ll be sure to go gently,” I stated, hoping my words would give him alleviation.
“Okay. If you are sure.” Crocus turned back around so that his eyes were focused forward.
I softly pressed my thighs into him. I could feel the tip of my cock up against his warm crease. “Are you ready?” I checked with him.
He nodded. “Yes. I’m so ready. Ready to take all of you.”
And so, I thrusted into him, causing Crocus to let out a wailing yelp.
“Relax,” I intimately whispered into his ear from behind.
I remained still, feeling his tightened muscles that wrapped around my erection begin to lower their tenseness. He was becoming looser, just as I was expecting and hoping for.
I continued to ease myself into him. Closing my eyes, I let out a sensual grumble once I was fully immersed in him. My thrusts started out slow and then picked up to a moderate pace. The steadiness of my thrusts into him became more violent. More wild and energetic. Crocus’s head was now permanently pressed into the sand, with both of his hands clenched into fists.
“You feel amazing, my God!” he shouted.
“Yeah?” Being inside Crocus felt phenomenal. I could not get enough of it. The sexual thrill of it all was getting to me, prompting me to want to be a little more aggressive with him. So, I grabbed his hair and yanked it so that his head was now up and facing the undulating waves of the sea. The arch his back made in this position aroused me to no end.
“Yes!” he yelled with delight. “Take all of me, Hermes. I want to feel every bit of you inside me.”
His verbal obedience made me more ecstatic. After relentlessly pounding into him for a while longer, I could feel myself on the brink of releasing. I gave a deep, prolonged grunt and my plunges into him were sedated, but more aggressive, to make sure I granted him his wish of pouring myself into him. Once I realized his ass had finished draining me, I pulled out of him and then we both caved in and laid sprawled out in the sand, completely fatigued.
Crocus rolled over to place his head on my chest and trickled his fingers up and down my torso, which felt so soothing.
“How was it?” I turned over on my side to face him, anxious to learn his thoughts.
“That was incredible,” he shared with a bright, warm smile.
That smile of his was contagious, causing me to grin back at him. “I’m glad you enjoyed it just as much as I did.”
“I want to do it again and again,” he enthusiastically declared, which managed to get me to chuckle.
“Yes. We can do it as often as you’d like. That is… when I am available. You know how it is, godly duties and all.” I flailed my hand dramatically in the air, to add to the annoyance I had, reminding myself of my strict and structured itinerary.
“So, tell me. What happens now?” Crocus raised his brow at me. “I cannot bear to lose you again, Hermes. How are we going to make this work?”
I hadn’t even considered the future. This was a bit of a conundrum. I would be able to get to see Crocus but only a few times a year with how busy I was. I hoped he was aware of this and could endure my chronic, prolonged absences from him.
“I will make sure to return here to you as much as possible. I know it’s not ideal, but I promise I will have no other lover, but you Crocus, if you will have me, that is.”
“Of course,” he responded. “I could not picture being with anyone else but you.”
This was music to my ears. Hearing this was even better than Apollo’s playing of the lyre.
“But in the meantime, I cannot bear the thought of you and your brothers and sisters continuing to live in that small, intolerable home at the far end of the village. You deserve to have a castle… a palace. I will make sure you are well taken care of while I am gone.”
This made Crocus giddy. He sat up and leaped onto me, giving me a very tight hug while kissing me on the lips.
