Zeus was content. He was all set for bed with his fluffy bunny slippers on his feet and his nice warm glass of milk to help ward away the bedbugs (those things could get pretty big on Olympus). Just as his head was about to hit the pillow, his attention was pulled away by one of his sons calling him.
"Zeus, I need to talk to you."
It was Hercules. Zeus let out a slight groan as he got up. The summons, strangely enough, came from elsewhere on Olympus, rather than down below in Greece. He shrugged and popped to wherever his son was.
When he arrived, Zeus realized he was in Aphrodite's temple, yet she was nowhere in sight. Only Hercules stood there, waiting for his father.
"Yes, Hercules? You asked for me?"
"Umm, yes. I-I wanted to talk to you about something."
"You know you can tell me anything, son."
"Yes, well, I wanted to tell you I've fallen in love."
Zeus beamed. "That's wonderful! Who's the lucky lady?"
"Well, it's not exactly a lady."
Zeus frowned. It couldn't be a man, could it? Well, he did spend all that time with Iolaus. Something was bound to happen.
"Well, Hercules, I wish you and Iolaus the best."
Hercules had a sour expression on his face, almost like he'd been sucking lemons all day. "It's not Iolaus, father."
That lifted Zeus' eyebrows. "Oh? Then who is it?"
Hercules moved over to a door in the far wall and opened it. Sounds of sex from what must have been an orgy wafted out of the room. "You can come in now."
A strangely familiar voice responded to his son from inside the room. "C'mon, Herc, you've got to see this. She's using the Hello-Kitty vibrator!"
"Umm, he's RIGHT HERE."
"Oops, yeah. I'll be right out."
Within moments, a lanky young man who was all-too familiar to Zeus, came out and wrapped an arm around Hercules' waist. Zeus' jaw just dropped.
"Hercules. Y-you and... and... Ganymede?!" Zeus was in complete shock. The boy had been his wine-bearer for as long as he could remember. His eyes teared as he was lost in memories of tying the boy to a bed with duct tape. "Do you really love each other?"
They looked first at each other, then at Zeus. "Yes, we do."
Zeus nodded. "All right. As long as you're happy, then so am I."
For the first time ever, Hercules went up to Zeus and hugged him. Zeus quickly said his goodbyes and headed back to his temple. He immediately materialized a sledgehammer and began hitting anything in sight. Anyone who had been present at that moment would have understood where Ares got his temper.
For days, Zeus moped around Olympus. Every time he was forced to materialize his own wine-glass, he let out a great sigh. Everyone was beginning to worry, including the God of War. Ares decided it was time to find out what was wrong with Zeus. He arrived to find his father slumped in his chair with a far off look on his face.
"Father?"
The Kin of the Gods looked up at his son. "Ares? Oh, hello my son. What can I do for you?"
"We're all starting to worry about you. What's wrong."
Zeus heaved a great sigh. "I miss my wine-bearer."
Ares rolled his eyes. "Then why don't you get a new one?"
"Not just anyone gets to be wine-bearer to the King of the Gods!"
Ares took a moment and thought. Zeus wasn't the only one who'd been distracted lately. Ares had been trying to think up more ways to get to Xena. He still wanted her more than anything, so much so that he'd even become jealous of Gabrielle and, Gods forbid, Joxer for the time they got to spend with her. Hmm, that gave him an idea.
"Do you have any preference, as in a girl or a boy?"
"I'd rather have another boy. I can have a girl anytime."
Ares nodded. "I think I know of someone who might do."
"Oh?" Zeus' interest was piqued. "Let me see what he looks like?"
Ares called up a scrying mirror and called up an image of Joxer. He chose an image of the young man without his so-called armour, without any clothes in fact. He looked over at his father, who was nodding appreciatively.
"You know, Ares, the boy may just do. Go fetch him and bring him to me."
Ares smiled as he flashed out of his father's temple and into a clearing in Greece. He could see a campfire with three sleeping figures around it. He walked over silently and placed a hand over Joxer's mouth, muffling any possible scream as he woke the man. Within moments, they had disappeared from the camp and had reappeared on Olympus.
Joxer looked around, his eyes wide in shock. Ares finally released his mouth.
"I'm on Olympus, aren't I."
"Yes Joxer. You have been chosen for a very important task."
"Oh? What's that?"
"You are to be Zeus' wine-bearer."
"But I thought that was Ganymede?"
"Not anymore. Now it's you, and you'd better do a good job of it, or else."
Joxer gulped and nodded. Ares smiled. He didn't feel it was his responsibility to let the man know what 'other' duties Zeus' wine-bearer performed. He led the man into Zeus' temple.
"Father, here is the one I told you about. Joxer, this is my father, Zeus."
Zeus rose from his seat and walked over to them. He reached out a hand to cup Joxer's chin and turned it from one side to the other. He pulled away and smiled.
"He will do, however he will require a new uniform." With a wave of Zeus' hand, Joxer's clothes disappeared and were replaced by a tiny chiton which barely covered his ass. Joxer self-consciously tried to pull down the garment as Zeus smiled appreciatively. "Thank you Ares. You have been a great help. You may leave us now." Within moments, Ares had disappeared in a flash of red light.
Zeus began circling around the standing form of Joxer with a predatorial gleam in his eye.
"Umm, Zeus?"
"That is Lord Zeus, mortal."
"Y-yes, Lord Zeus. I was wondering, does this uniform come with a loin cloth?"
Zeus laughed. "With what I have planned for you, mortal, you won't need a loin cloth."
Joxer gulped. He could feel Zeus approach him from the back. He almost jumped when the God reached out a hand to trace a line down his back.
"L-lord Zeus, shouldn't I be getting you a glass of wine o-or something?"
"I'm not very thirsty, Joxer. However, I am getting very hungry."
Joxer shivered as he felt the God's lips tugging on his earlobe. His knees almost buckled as the God's tongue flicked out to taste his skin.
"Oh, you are responsive, aren't you." Zeus began kissing a trail down Joxer's neck towards his collar bone and over his shoulder. The saltiness of the mortal's skin was very appealing.
Zeus wrapped his arms around the waist in front of him and Joxer could feel the God's erection pressing against his buttocks. His knees finally gave out on him and Zeus picked him up, carrying him into the next room. The next thing he knew, he was laying down on the softest bed he'd ever lain on. He opened his eyes in time to see Zeus' lips descend upon his.
Zeus was more than pleased with this mortal. He waved his hand and they were both as naked as the day they were born. He ravished the mortal's mouth, tasting every inch and relishing his every moan. He pulled away and stood next to the bed.
"It is time to worship your God, Joxer."
Lifting his head, Joxer realized for the first time that they were both naked. He couldn't help but admire the God's hard physique, and even harder cock. He reached out a hand to trace the large vein on the underside. He used the hand to trace and fondle the perfect balls that hung before him. He reached out his tongue to taste the drop of pre-cum on the head, then used it to circle around. He began licking up and down the shaft in smooth strokes, feeling pride as he heard the God's breathing quicken. He took one deep breath, opened his mouth wide, and took in the whole cock.
Zeus was in Elysia. The boy had such talent. He'd been with very few lovers that could excite him this much. He wrapped an encouraging hand in the mortal's brown hair, urging him on. Soon, he could feel the approach of his orgasm, and pulled Joxer away before it could come.
"Lord Zeus, I wanted to please you."
He smiled at his newest lover. "You have pleased me, Joxer, and you will please me even more. Now get onto your hands and knees."
Joxer did as he was told and felt the mattress dip where Zeus had joined him. He waited patiently until, to his immense relief, he felt a well-oiled finger push into him. Soon a second then a third finger joined it, stretching him, preparing him, caressing him. He almost jumped when they brushed against his sweet spot.
"Oh my Lord."
Joxer whimpered as the fingers were pulled away.
"Don't fret, my sweet child. The best is yet to come."
Joxer could feel the tip of the God's cock pressing against his opening, and he wiggled his ass in encouragement.
Oh, he is good, Zeus thought to himself. Not wanting to wait any longer, he thrust himself fully into the willing mortal, enjoying the feel of the hot, pulsing flesh around his cock. He began moving, finding a smooth rhythm that Joxer soon matched. As they got closer to orgasm, their rhythm quickened. Zeus wrapped a hand around Joxer's waist and grabbed his cock, stroking it in time with his movements. He came first, pumping his seed into the tender flesh. Two strokes later, Joxer came, screaming his God's name. Exhausted and completely sated, they fell asleep, Joxer cuddled against his God's chest.
They were woken when they felt the presence of another in the bedroom. Zeus sat up immediately.
"Who dares disturb me?"
The lithe young man looked at the King of the Gods in shock.
"Z-zeus. I-I..."
"Ganymede. I thought you would be with Hercules."
"Umm, I-I needed to come back and get the last of my things, and I..."
Zeus realized that the young man was in shock at the sight of Zeus with another male lover so soon after his departure. He couldn't keep the smile from his face.
"Then get your things and leave, quickly. As you can see, I'm busy."
Joxer groggily raised his head and looked at the other man. "Who are you?"
"I'm Ganymede."
"Oh... Oh!" Joxer woke up suddenly with the realization of just who this was. He looked at the young man with new, and definitely unfriendly eyes. He was someplace where he was appreciated for the first time in his life, and he wasn't going to let that go that easily. He glared at the young man before him.
"It's all right Joxer," Zeus could sense the mortal's jealousy and tried to appease it. "He's leaving, aren't you Ganymede."
The man nodded but didn't leave. He approached the bed and held out a hand for Joxer, which he took. Ganymede leant over to whisper in his ear. "Don't hate me because I'm beautiful." With a final smirk, he left the two alone at last.
Zeus looked over at Joxer, who was now frowning. He was awake, Joxer was awake... an idea occurred to him.
"Since we're both up, why don't we work on your worshiping, mortal?"
Joxer smiled at his God. He'd been afraid he'd be rejected for the much more attractive Ganymede, but Zeus still wanted him.
And as long as Zeus wanted him, he would oblige.