The Adonis of Weho (25 page)

“We just had to give him the final count.” Reese reciprocated the warm embrace.

“Let us drive you home.” Iris gestured to the back seat.

“It’s a great night for a walk.” Adonis looked up. “There’s our buddy.”

Reese and his parents looked up.

“Orion,” Reese said, “He’s a great guy.”

Adonis noticed both Ben and Iris giving him odd looks, so he pinched him on his side to shut him up.

Reese realized what he’d said and added, “I mean, in the books I’ve read.” He moved towards the car. “Let’s take that ride, Smith. Last time you were inundated with fans.”

Iris chuckled as she climbed into the car. Ben closed the door for her.

Once the two men got into the back seat, Iris spun around to speak to them. “You have a lot of fans, Smith?”

“So it seems.” Smith placed his hand on Reese’s knee as Ben got behind the wheel and started the car.

“What movies have you done?” Ben asked.

“Uh…” Reese gave Smith a panicked look.

“Well…” Smith tapped his chin. “I doubt you’d have heard of any.”

“Try us.” Iris’s eyes sparkled in the dim light.

“Where am I going?” Ben pulled away from the curb.

“Go straight and make a right at the next block,” Reese said.

“Smith?” Iris asked, prodding.

“Well, I was the lead in
Hot Rod
, I played a supporting role in
Living Dangerously
…”

Reese had no idea where Smith was pulling these titles from, then he thought of his own books. He shook his head frantically because his mother did read some of them.

“No?” Smith shook his head in time with Reese’s.

He mouthed, ‘
Those are my books
!’

“But…” Smith appeared confused, which he did often. “I won the Academy Award for my role as Rod Reynolds in
Hot
Rod
.”

Reese choked and had no idea what to say. For a change he was as confused as Smith usually was.

“How wonderful,” Iris said, “We’ll have to rent them on DVD.”

“Rent them on DVD,” Smith repeated without inflection. Reese noticed the blank look on his face. Smith had no idea what she was saying, and Reese wasn’t going to translate.

“Anyway…” Reese changed the topic. “Turn left at the next corner, Dad.”

“These are really nice homes, Smith.” Ben slowed down.

“That’s the one. Third one on the left. Just pull out front.”

Reese leaned closer to the front seat.

“Are you inviting us in for coffee?” Iris asked.

Before Smith could reply, Reese said, “No. Can we take a rain check? I’m really wiped out.”

“Really?” Smith asked, “Even after ambrosia?”

Reese elbowed him to be quiet. “Goodnight, Mom. Dad.” He leaned over the seat and kissed each of them on the cheek. Smith waited then said, “Goodnight, Mom and Dad,”

reaching for his turn to kiss them.

Reese watched his mom return it eagerly while his dad just stared at Smith for a moment. “Are you going to kiss my dad?”

Reese cringed.

“On the cheek?” Smith asked.

“Go on. Son.” Ben smiled and offered his face.

Smith pecked him lightly. “I love it here.”

Reese opened the back door and made sure Smith followed him out. They stood on the sidewalk and waved as the car drove off.

“Why couldn’t they come in?”

“Are you kidding?” Reese walked to the front door. “What if”—he pointed up—“she who can’t be named…came around.”

“Good thinking.” Smith nodded and pushed open the door. Maria rushed to them. “All okay?”

“Yes.” Smith took the strap of the leather pouch over his head.

“I sent several immortals to look after you. Did you see Dionysus?”

“He was our waiter.” Reese said to Smith, “I think we should sleep over at my place.”

“Why? She has found me there as well.” He removed his sport jacket and Maria took it for him. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome. Go rest.” She hung it up for him. Reese looked up at the ceiling and felt a nervous pit in his stomach. When he entered the bedroom, Smith was taking off his clothing. Reese paused to watch, then his attention was drawn to the awards on the shelves. He approached them to read what the inscriptions read. “Son of a bitch!”

“What?” Smith spun around, his shirt in his hand.

“Those films haven’t been made. That’s just a pipe dream I have.” Reese held a golden Oscar in his hand and read the engraved plaque—‘
2012 Best Actor—Smith Gold in Top Men
’. Attempting to process the overload of information, Reese tried to understand how Smith could star in films that were not yet made…and win awards for them, no less.

He felt Smith’s warm embrace from behind. “Blame Dad. He tends to do everything over-the-top.” Smith took the award from Reese and set it back on the shelf.

Reese struggled to understand things that could not be explained. Smith removed his jacket for him, and said, “I call the questions you cannot answer, ‘the imponderables’.”

“No shit. Thinking about how this is possible makes my brain hurt.” He toed off his shoes and sat on the bed as Smith hung up his jacket for him. When Reese stopped over-thinking everything, he noticed Smith was naked, standing in front of him, trying to seduce. “Wow.”

Smith smiled sensually.

Reese yanked off his shirt and slipped out of his pants and briefs, taking his socks with them. He dropped his clothing in a pile and tugged on his cock as it hardened. “Gimme some god lovin’.”

“You wanna go all the way?” Smith closed the gap between them and pressed his hand against Reese’s chest, urging him backwards to lay on the bed.

“Do I wanna go all the way?” Reese loved Smith’s charm. “I do.” With his feet still on the floor, Reese spread his legs and continued to play with himself as he watched. Smith reached for his knees and knelt down. When he did his wings flared behind him, showing off their impressive span.

Gently urging Reese’s hand aside, Smith took over, stroking Reese’s cock. Reese propped up his head and enjoyed the view. God-Adonis-Superstar was about to give him head. There was nothing Reese could complain about…unless they were interrupted by earthquakes, hail, and flying arrows. He gave the ceiling a quick peek and knew things were too quiet. In his mind he said, “
Hey, lady! Go play with the nymphs!
”

~

Adonis kissed the soft skin underneath the head of Reese’s cock. Pressing his lips against it, he closed his eyes and hummed in delight. Mortal cock, there was nothing like it. Parting his lips, Adonis allowed the tip of Reese’s length to penetrate his mouth. With his tongue he tasted a tiny drop of precum at the slit.

“
Oh…damn
…” Reese moaned and brought his hands down to grip the bedding. “That feels so nice.”

“Soft as petals.” Adonis pressed his lips into the spongy head of Reese’s cock.

“Hard as a brick.”

“True. A dichotomy.” Adonis pulled on it a few times, admiring it.

“A horny god is a good god.”

Smiling, Adonis met Reese’s gaze. “All Greek gods are horny. We live and breathe sex. That’s why we’re constantly jealous, having affairs, and screwing anything that moves.”

“I need to catch up on my reading. Sounds like great book material.”

“Mm.” Adonis drew all of Reese’s length into his mouth, squeezing the base tightly.

“Oh…man!” Reese brought his heels to the bed, inching lower so his butt was hanging off slightly. “Could sure use your cock in my ass.”

“Mm!” Adonis laughed with his mouth full. He drew out to the tip and said, “Next. I want to enjoy this first.”

“Who am I to argue?”

“My fiancé.” Adonis kissed Reese’s balls lightly, seeing his toes curl from the touch. “Love the way that sounds.” He inched lower and pushed Reese’s legs apart.

~

Reese began to pant as the level of foreplay rose. Smith used timid licks at first, then drove in with long wet laps from his rim to his balls. He closed his eyes and suppressed a scream of pleasure, not wanting to alert any unwanted attention. As that tongue went wild, running over his balls and inner thighs, Reese reached for his knees and drew them back, exposing himself for the taking, and boy, did he want to get fucked.

He peeked at the nightstand, and suddenly realized they were not at his place, they were at Smith’s. Before he could comment on supplies, Smith knelt up and pushed his cock inside Reese’s saliva coated rim.

Reese was knocked out of his thoughts as he was penetrated, causing his body to tense in reaction then relax with his command. Bareback. Bareback with a god named Adonis.

Common sense was gone and fantasy had taken over. Yes, he was living a fiction novel, only this one had yet to be written. He opened his eyes and found that impressive wingspan had opened like a fan, nearly taking over the width of the bedroom. Smith’s teeth showed in his sensual snarl and his eyes were closed. That mane of brown hair surrounded Smith’s face like a halo and all the muscles of Smith’s chest and abs showed through his bronze skin. Not a hair stood on the man’s chest. He was the epitome of youth and desire. But of course, everything fabulous and male on earth was modeled after this god. Smith grabbed Reese’s cock and fisted it vigorously. With the internal pressure mingling with the external friction, Reese broke out into chills and grunted loudly whether he wanted to or not. Two hands worked him in tandem, one jerking his shaft, the other massaging his balls.

“Shit! Augh!” Reese came, spattering his chest, closing his eyes and pressing his head into the mattress. The pleasure was like a spiral from his nuts to his toes.

When he opened his eyes, Reese watched Smith using his cum to lubricate their connection. Once he had done that, Smith held Reese’s legs and drove in.

“Fuck me, baby!” Reese stared at the muscles tightening on Smith’s chest, his powerful arms flexing and the intense pleasure washing over his gorgeous face. “Yes! Fuck me! Fuck me!”

Smith’s eyes sprang open in surprise and his cock pulsated quickly inside Reese’s body.

“Baby! Baby!” Reese whimpered, satisfied and thrilled with the prospect of having this man as his husband.

The bed continued to rock as Smith stilled his hips.

“Uh oh.” Smith looked up at the ceiling. “Your sexy exclamations have drawn her eye.” He pulled out and kept his gaze upwards.

“No.” Reese shivered and slid off the foot of the bed, wrapping his arms around Smith to protect him.

The house moaned and shook and Reese heard Maria shouting in fear.

Smith curled in a ball and his wings became a cocoon covering them. Reese held him tight and in his mind he asked for help from their legion of friends.

When Reese looked at Smith’s face he found his eyes closed and his lips moving. He had no idea what he was saying. “Are you praying?”

Smith shook his head and kept talking though no sound came from him.

~

Adonis stood on Mount Olympus. “Dad!” he shouted,

“Father-Zeus! Where are you! Enough! Make her stop!”

He spun around at a presence and came face to face with his nemesis, Hera. Cowering back, Adonis held up his hand. “Why is this such an issue for you?”

“You need to spread your seed and mate!”

“Are you kidding? Do you know how much cum I just shot into that mortal?”

Her eyes lit up in fury and she raised her hand. “I shall kill him!”

“You do and every ally I have will bind you and chain you to a fucking rock!” Adonis clenched his fists. “I’ll get Perseus to flap Medusa’s head in your face! Don’t think it can’t be done!”

She waved her hand and Adonis was knocked to his ass from the blow. He caught his breath from the punch to his ribs and glared at her. “If you kill him, I will find another man, and another, and another!”

Hera again used her force and Adonis felt his face sting with her slap. “You can’t change my very nature!” he said, holding his cheek, which burned like fire.

“You are an abomination that should rot in the underworld with Hades! Marriage is a sacred union between man and woman. You mock me!”

“What century are you from?” Adonis inched back. “Men have been loving men since humans roamed both the heavens and earth. It’s you who defy love and nature!”

She lashed out and again he felt a hit to his chest and recoiled in pain.

“I am not alone in my wishes! There are mortals who think as I do and will banish all of you and your perversion from their world.” She stepped closer, menacing.

Adonis kept inching backwards. “And they are insane! Do you realize the ones who spout that hatred are guilty of being attracted to men? Come on, Hera, use that goddess brain. Men love other men!”

She went to strike out again and Adonis cringed, waiting for it to hurt.

The ground shook and Adonis peeked between his fingers to see what was coming.

Hera spun around and lowered her arm.

“Grandma!” Adonis yelled, “Hera is torturing me!”

“Keep out of this, Rhea!” Hera yelled at the Titan.

“What are you doing to the boy?” Rhea approached her.

“You and I are the symbols of marriage and fertility,” Hera said, “and Adonis is fucking male mortals!”

Behind her back, Rhea signaled for Adonis to get lost while she had Hera’s attention. “And you think it is up to you to punish him?”

“He is an abomination!”

“So is the hatred you are spouting!”

Adonis held his bruised ribs and whispered, “Love ya, Grandma.”

~

Reese winced as Smith appeared to take physical blows. His cheek became bright red as if slapped and he recoiled and choked as if he was hit hard in the chest.