The Golden Apple
Chapter Two

Summary: Hercules & Iolaus finally seal the deal. Cold Shower Warning in effect.... You have been warned!

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Iolaus knew what he was asking from his best friend. If this took away the pain and the guilt and granted him absolution, he would gladly take it. All the blond could do was cringe, since this was going to hurt. "Come on, Herc. I need this and need to feel you." It wasn't the best time to admit that, but he also needed their connection.

Hercules rested his hand on Iolaus' lower back, rubbing for a few moments, before he tugged Iolaus' britches down. He lifted his hand, bringing it down in a firm smack that he then repeated.

Iolaus let out a broken sob at the first swat. He wanted this to hurt and knew that he did deserve this. He had allowed evil to reign, even if he was dead. It needed to be corrected for him to heal. "I'm sorry...."

"You were under the control of someone else, Iolaus. This wasn't your fault." Despite his words, Hercules settled into a pattern of firm, stinging swats down to his best friend's thighs.

"Owww! It doesn't matter. I said yes...yeowww!" Iolaus yelped and realized that he was really getting a good spanking for it. His sit spot wasn't his favorite part of a spanking. Well, it all sucked; but right now, he needed this. 

He finally started to cry hard enough that it was near impossible to respond to anything. Iolaus finally was able to grieve for everything that had happened. The nightmare was over but now, he had to let it go back to the fiery pit Dahak was returned to. "I'm sorry..." His voice was now thick from his anguished guilt.

Hercules stopped spanking and began to gently rub Iolaus' back. "I know it hurts. I know the memories are painful. But it wasn't your fault. You don't need to feel that guilt."

Iolaus just continued to cry, until he was left with dry heaves. Even being immortal, the emotional pain felt just as raw. He then knew he needed more. "Hold me, please. I need you." He had to admit that he needed his best friend to hold him, if not more. "I need to feel you."

"I know you want to wait, but I need this, Herc. I need to replace the dark with you. You are my guide in the storm, buddy."

"Are you feeling up to it?" Hercules asked seriously. "You've been through a lot. You might be immortal now, but you can still get hurt. Still feel tired."

"I am sure about this. I should have given myself to you years ago. I need you and I want you to." Iolaus confirmed and gasped at how the thought of doing so was affecting him. "I love you and it feels right. We can rest after, but I need you. You just need to take it slow, since I am technically a virgin here."

The hunter was surprised at how nervous he suddenly was with his best friend. Normally, with anything sexual, Iolaus wasn't all that shy. 

At first, when he was younger, he had been apprehensive, but that had quickly disappeared. Now, it seemed that despite it all, Hercules made him shy. The demi-god had got him off and now Iolaus was nervous? What in Hades was wrong with him? Well, perhaps the fact that the hunter knew how big Hercules was naked. Bathing had its perks, after all and Iolaus had looked. He certainly noticed the other man's cock size and that wasn't even erect.

Perhaps it was because he would finally let his best friend pop his cherry. The thought was already causing his cock to stir, his face flush with nervous anticipation.

"Iolaus, I'm not going to do anything that will hurt you. I'm not going to rush into anything," Hercules said seriously. "I've never done this with anyone before. You will be my first. But it isn't like I'm unaware of what goes into it." He drew Iolaus in close, kissing him gently. "Aphrodite left some oil here. We can make use of it."

Iolaus groaned into the kiss, his body reacting with his cock already leaking. "I know what to do. I have um...uhhh...been with a few guys." He gently palmed the demi-god through his trousers. "The oil is for that and I have no delusions that my first time won't hurt a bit."

Iolaus shivered, feeling the ache in his body from the spanking, but he needed this. He decided to show his best friend the pleasures he had learned with his few diliances. Slipping a bit on the bed, he pushed Hercules down to lie back. The hunter made quick work on opening his best friend's pants, pulling them down and off in quick succession. Hercules was pretty damn big and he had the feeling it was the God blood pulsing through his veins.

Licking his lips, Iolaus crawled closer and flicked his hot, wet tongue along the sensitive head. The hunter then smirked, taking that wet, oozing heat into his mouth, groaning. Damn, Hercules tasted amazing and wasn't as salty as the few lovers he had done this with. Relaxing his throat, Iolaus slowly began to orally stimulate his soon to be lover.

When he had first tried this, Iolaus had choked, but the blond was a quick study. Now he would use those lessons on one man. His Herc. That did have a nice ring to it. Hercules is mine and only mine now!

Iolaus gently pressed down on his lover's hips, to keep Hercules from thrusting up. The goal was, after all, not to choke while sucking Hercules' cock. He may be immortal now, but the hunter had no desire to be choked on his lover's dick.

Hercules groaned, the sound low and drawn-out. If Iolaus hadn't pressed down on his hips, he would have arched up. As it was, it took only moments for him to harden in response to the warm mouth wrapped around him.

Iolaus continued to suck on his partner's cock. The blond hunter knew what he was doing and flicked his tongue over the slit. His blue eyes were dark, like the crashing waves during a storm. Finally, he pulled off, Hercules' cock wet from his ministrations. "Mmm. Well that is a start. The next step should be for you to prepare me." The hunter actually blushed like a sunset on that. This wasn’t a part of himself that the demi-god had ever seen. Hercules had heard him having sex, but this was a new experience all together.  "Do you want me, Herc? I could show you, or let you explore."

Iolaus shifted on the bed once more, to grab the vial of golden apple oil. He then handed it to Hercules. "Basically put, Herc, I have been with only a few, but you have to use that to open me. You gently put a finger inside and work me open. Might have to go slow, but it feels good."

Needing to not have his partner see how nervous he was, Iolaus crawled over. Straddling his lover, he allowed himself to face Hercules' hard, leaking shaft. He grunted, now on top of the demi-god, spreading his legs. Hercules now had full access to his ass. He blushed at how exposed he now was.

The blond groaned, feeling his own cock rubbing against the bare skin of his lover. Iolaus went back to flicking his hot tongue along the length, sucking him once more. "Mmm. You're a quick study, buddy, so get me wet for you."

This wasn’t anything that Iolaus had ever truly experienced himself. When he had been with a lover or two, he remembered the feeling: his hands spread his lover's buttocks apart, seeing the small puckered hole that seemed to quiver. The sounds of pleasure as he pushed fingers inside the velvet heat winking before his eyes. Then the feeling of that tight, wet heat around his thick cock. Now it was the hunter's turn to feel the pleasure of Hercules preparing him. 

The thrill and anticipation caused Iolaus to shiver. He knew that he would soon feel his best friend inside him. When those large hands roamed over his exposed ass, thumbs tickling the dark crevice, Iolaus hoped to the Gods that the demi-god wouldn't be turned off. 

It was new to them both. The sharp intake, when Hercules pried his cheeks open, and clear desire told him everything. "Uhh, please Herc." He found himself shivering, forcing himself to relax. One step at a time.

Hercules gently grasped Iolaus' hips, squeezing them, and then he opened the vial of oil. He coated a finger in it and then began to slowly push the digit inside Iolaus. 

It was a strange sensation, a strange feeling, but not unpleasant. "I want you, Iolaus." His voice was hoarse. Almost husky with desire.

Iolaus felt the intense sensation of even that one finger teasing, slowly pushing inside. It did hurt and the blond grunted. That was just one damn finger? Hercules had a big dick, in perfect proportion to the rest of him. This was going to take some time. He knew his lover would never hurt him more than necessary. All the hunter wanted the most at that moment was to be taken by his lover. Every thrust of that finger, tug and pull would bring him closer to taking what they both wanted. Iolaus could barely vocalize his desires, his body set ablaze. "Then take what you want from me, Herc."

Hercules allowed himself to explore inside Iolaus, watching the other man's reactions carefully to make sure that he wasn't harming Iolaus. "I will," he whispered, his voice still hoarse. Still husky. "But I want to make sure this feels good for both of us, Iolaus. I'm in no hurry here. I have no need to rush things."

Iolaus went back to sucking on his lover. The blond was finding it hard to even vocalize, over the strange sensations. He felt the one finger continue to probe his ass, coating the oil inside. The hunter continued to moan, while lavishing Hercules' cock in his mouth. Relaxing his throat, Iolaus swallowed. The sweet taste of the demi-god's fluids and the noises forced his cock to jump. Iolaus felt the finger inside his ass twist within, brushing on the hidden ambrosia, the same secret sin that he had teased a few times before.

Now it was his turn to cry out, to beg and submit. "Hercules...I can't hold back. I'm going to cum!" That was the only warning the demi-god received before white-hot cum splattered all over his chest. He heard the deep rumble when Hercules chuckled, his chest hair wet with thick ropes of sticky fluid.

It took a few moments for Iolaus to catch his breath. It usually took a short while for the hunter to recover. This time, the blond felt himself rapidly rising to the occasion. The fire was already encouraging Iolaus to try bearing down into his lover's hand. His voice grew hoarse from the exertion and intense vocal desperation. He wasn't going to hold back, begging this once if it meant his submission to his best friend.

Iolaus laid there for a moment and tried to push himself back. He was desperate for more and yelped when he saw white. Hercules had found his prostate and the blond shuddered. "OH GODS, HERCULES! Ohh, right there!"

In response, Hercules continued to press against that spot. His other arm wrapped firmly and securely around Iolaus, holding his lover and best friend steady. Holding him still, so that Hercules could explore inside, taking his time.

The second finger to join the first felt even better. The burning stretch, the feeling that his tight hole was going to be ready, turned Iolaus on even more. 

Gyrating against the larger man, Iolaus' moans and pants, yelps and howls increased. Yes, yes! He was so close and soon, he would have Herc deep inside him. They would both have their reward. "Ooohhh...H...Herc...Please...More? I am in Elysian right now...fuck me." His voice was nothing but a thick, husky whimper.

"Are you ready?" Hercules asked. "You feel good to me, Iolaus. But I don't want to cause you any more pain than is truly necessary."

"Yes, oh yes, Herc. I need to you to fuck me, please. Put your big dick inside me and conquer me as you have many women. Make me moan and feel your strength. Give me what made them cry out your name, Hercules. Make me yours!" Iolaus vowed and begged, looking over his shoulder at the other man. Yes, yes! Tonight would be the culmination of all their fantasies, desires and Iolaus' submission.

Grabbing the nearby pillow, Iolaus knew that the best way to fuck him was on his front. "Come on, Herc. Force me to my front with my ass up to your whims. To your conquering power. It is what I did with the few I took." He could smell Hercules' primal musk from there. Hmm, sometimes it was a huge turn on to have a demi-god lover. A big cock, power that could be used in dominance, and a powerful musk that made Iolaus' mouth water.

"If that's what you're used to, then we can do it that way." Hercules flipped them over, so that he could pin Iolaus under him.

Iolaus shivered and moaned when the strong, large hands showed him that power. The blond was once again on his front under his lover. That heavy, hard body bearing down on top of him. In an act that showed further dominance, Iolaus' hips were pulled up. 

It didn't matter that the blond looked like a bitch in heat ready for a good fuck, pride be damned. Iolaus wanted it desperately and if that meant he had to be a bitch, so be it. "Ohhh. I wish we had been together sooner than this. Fuck me, Herc. Dominate and make me yours."

Responding to Iolaus' words and actions, Hercules coated his own member in the oil. Taking a firm, tight hold on Iolaus' hips, he began to push inside his best friend. The man he loved.

Feeling the cool, wet tip of Hercules' cock gently pressing past the ring of muscles, Iolaus hissed. It was slow going, but finally, he felt the large head enter. The sudden full sensation, along with the pain, took Iolaus by surprise. The gentle rubbing on his lower back helped to relax the golden lover. That didn't stop Iolaus from using the pillow to bite through the initial pain.

The tone of their love making changed, forcing out the most embarrassingly erotic noises past his lips. Rocking his body back the best he could, Iolaus made it clear that he wanted more; harder and faster.

From the past, Hercules had probably heard how loud the blond could get during sex. He also soon learned a new bonus to being immortal. He had the libido to match his demi-god lover's. His cock was jerking awake already. "OHHH! HERCULES, FUCK ME!"

Hercules paused, long enough to make sure that Iolaus wasn't harmed and was willing for them to continue. Then, gripping Iolaus' hips even tighter, he began to thrust. This was his first time, but he was watching his best friend's reactions carefully. Making sure that he wasn't causing any harm.

The intense thrusting forced the golden hunter into a world of pure bliss. "Ohhh! Herc! Yes, please, deeper, baby. Fuck me and show me who I belong to!"

It was amazing how such a small show of power turned him on. The strong body, the muscles and the fact that Hercules could break him in half. Damn, his lover had such power, but was also gentle during their love making. 

Iolaus knew that Herc was trying to not hurt him. His hole was a bit swollen from their first time, but Iolaus wouldn't have it any other way. He wanted to feel that power. 

Lost in thought, the blond hissed at the hard fucking, feeling the spark inside his spread open ass. The flashes of white seemed to blur his vision for a moment. The pleasure was something he had never felt before this moment. Sex had always felt good, but never this intense. Yes! The more Hercules fucked him, the more he loved it. He felt his legs wobble underneath him, his body slick with exertion so as to remain upright. The cool sweat dripped down his lower back towards the soft mounds and the moisture tickled his wet hole, forcing more shouts and moans.  "Uhhh...Oh Gods! Herc...Yes, right there!" 

Finally desperate to touch his lover's strong body, Iolaus whimpered. This was the most inventive torture that the Gods could ever create. "Please! I want to see you..Touch you!"

Careful not to pull out of Iolaus, Hercules turned them both over so that he could be face to face with his lover. He began to thrust deeper, harder, faster. His own release was drawing close, his member growing inside Iolaus.

"Yes, Herc. Ohhh, do you have any idea how beautiful you are, baby?" Iolaus' eyes darkened with lust, seeing his lover now on top of him. Wrapping his legs around his waist, Iolaus moved to worship his demi-god.

Hercules was taking him at a faster pace, the bed rocking against the wall. Iolaus didn't care if anyone could hear them that came by to visit. They live far enough from town. Everyone thought they were fucking anyway. Now the rumors were reality.

The hunter was a moaning, writhing mess on the bed. Love making had turned into desperate fucking. "Uhhhh...Ohhhh, Herc! Please, yes, right there...So close..."

Iolaus was soon getting into the intense sexual pleasure. Years of the desires for Hercules were now coming to fruition. The tension that had gone on for years between both men was almost too much. 

The blond gasped and whimpered, having never known this pleasure, even in his wildest dreams. Reality was far better than even his subconscious mind could ever create. Unfortunately, the bed buckled and Iolaus burst into laughter.

They both landed on the floor with the straw mattress. "Oh, Gods...Herc, you broke my bed." Iolaus howled in laughter, still wrapped up into the stronger man's arms. They could fix it later and the blond giggled. "Mmm, what else can we break with sex?"

"I think we should try to avoid breaking anything else with sex." Hercules looked around the room, arms still wrapped around Iolaus, making sure his lover wasn't hurt by the breaking of the bed.

Iolaus looked up at his lover and blushed. "Only thing injured is my ass, Herc, but I am not complaining. Are you ok, buddy?" He groaned and shivered. "Hmm. You slammed a bit fast up my ass, Hercules. I always wanted to feel that power used for sex and I love that for one time I got to feel it. Maybe you will dominate me some in the future? You know, make me submit?"

Finally deciding to try something new, the blond gave an impish grin. He wrapped his legs more around Hercules' waist. Flipping them both over, the blond was on top, shuddering a little. "Ohhh, just when I think you can't get deeper inside me, Hercules, I find a better position."

"Now, I am in charge, baby." Iolaus knew that he was topping from the bottom right now. While he looked down at his lover, the hunter felt his blood boil, his cock twitched. "Herc. Do you know how beautiful you truly are?" he murmured, moving down, still impaled. The shift in his position drove the cock further inside; the angle changed. He felt the stretch, the muscles tugging forcing a swear. "Ohhh fuck…"

Kissing his lover, Iolaus purred, nibbling on his lips, dipping his tongue inside the wet cavern. The hunter began to move over his demi-god, his muscled legs aching. He was soon rocking up and down, moaning loudly. His breath came in sweet, erotic pants while the hunter fucked himself. Iolaus found himself getting closer. Making out only seemed to turn him on even more. Damn, he couldn't get enough of his best friend.

Hercules grasped Iolaus' hips tightly, leaning up to kiss him deeply. He groaned low in his throat as he felt Iolaus moving, holding his lover but not stopping Iolaus from moving on him.

The blond whimpered and pouted when Hercules' cock slid out while moving faster. It seemed that some things would take practice. Keeping your lover's dick up your ass seemed to be one of them. Rocking after reaching back, he groaned, panting hard. Finally feeling the hard cock pushed back inside, the hunter started moving faster. "Uhhhh...Uhhhh...f...Fuuuck...Hercules! I am so close. I need to cum!"

Hercules gripped Iolaus' hips tighter, grounding out, "Let go. We'll let go at the same time." His own release was close; it would be only moments before he too tipped over the edge. He wanted them to release together.

Iolaus knew that he was about to cum, with his cock jumping. One final time, the hunter sank back down hard. He tightened his anal passage, arched his back and came hard.

The white hot rope arched to paint Hercules, marking the hunter's territory. His eyes closed with an expression that many could describe as pure, pained bliss. Letting go, Iolaus knew Hercules would always catch him. "Uhhh, Hercules!...I love you." He took his lover's hand into his own, feeling that the connection grew between them. Even though they knew each other for years, they now knew each other carnally. Their passion only grew with every intake of bated breath, moan and stolen glimpse.

Hercules' own release came over him and he let go with a loud, long, drawn-out groan. He gripped Iolaus' hand tight, his other arm wrapping around his lover's waist.

Iolaus tiredly smiled and rested his head on his lover's chest. It took a moment to gather much needed gasps of breath. The blond then looked at his best friend, impishly smirking. Gently shifting with a pained grunt, Iolaus gently raised himself off Hercules' cock. His sore hole quivered and spasmed, causing the white fluid to dribble out. It tickled his inner thighs and wet, red hole. "Ohhhh...Uhhh, shit..."

Not going to let a bit of pain in his ass stop him, Iolaus then moved despite the deep aches. Licking and kissing the firm chest, biting the demi-god's nipples, stomach; worshipping his lover. "These lips are mine...These perky nipples are mine....And this..." Iolaus grinned and grabbed Hercules' wet cock, with his blue eyes sparking with arousal. "....Is mine...You are mine, Hercules, and I vow, here and now, I belong to you."

"I belong to you," Hercules agreed. "And you belong to me. And now we can't be parted." He spoke around a groan, head falling back as Iolaus grabbed his cock.

Iolaus tiredly laughed when Herc groaned again. The demi-god's cock was perking up again, much to his surprise. "Whoa, what has got into you, buddy? Is this stamina normal? If it is a demi-god thing, no complaints, but I should thank your dad for it." The blond smirked and then groaned. Damn, it was going to be a long night if being immortal got him needy as well. "Must be an immortal thing, then."

Iolaus winced a little and crawled over to the table beside the now broken bed. The splintered headboard forced a laugh to escape while the blond grabbed a bottle filled with green, slick substance. The hunter returned to Hercules and straddled his lover, kissing him again. Popping the cork, he dipped a finger inside before reaching behind and gently coating his sore hole with it, before slathering some onto his lover. Needless to say, sore or not, Iolaus was making up for lost time. The large cock pushed up inside his ass, but the blond sank down slowly, giggling. "Well, one way to take my medicine."

Hercules grasped Iolaus' hips, but his eyes were focused on his lover and best friend. His voice carried a hint of worry as he asked, "Isn't this painful for you? You'll heal faster, but that's no reason to push the limits as much as possible."

Iolaus had to admit that it did hurt some, but he could handle it. "Herc. It does a bit, but I am alright. The aloe will help and heal me better than without it. Your weight kind of got me when the bed broke." The blond winced only once and gently nibbled his lover's thick neck. "Besides, I kind of loved the power inside me. Feeling your strength, even if just once." He looked down with a thoughtful expression. "Do you know why Dahak went after Nebula and not you? That is because he may have had my body, but never my heart. I may care for Nebula, but my heart has always been yours. He thought he knew my heart, but he didn't."

"You know it's true for me as well, right?" Hercules responded. "My heart has always been yours, Iolaus. Why do you think it's affected me so badly every time I've come so close to losing you?"

"Oh, Herc. I never wanted to leave you any of those times. I know I won't leave you ever again, but I never wanted to affect you that badly. I knew, being mortal, it would happen, but I chose to follow you and still will." Iolaus knew that, no matter what, they would always be destined to be together. Finally letting his climax build, the blond laid down onto his lover, panting in exhaustion. "Ohhh, Gods...I love you, but I am tired now and my ass needs the rest."

"I'm sure it does." Hercules carefully extricated himself from Iolaus, so that he could clean both of them up. Then, he settled back down, wrapped his arms around his best friend and lover, and fell asleep.

Iolaus was already sleeping while Hercules cleaned him up. Feeling the warmth wrapped around his body, he softly sighed. Snuggling into the strong arms, the hunter drifted off.

Things had started with the Gods pushing them together. Iolaus had the feeling that they owed Aphrodite a massive thank you. Yep, this started with a poisoned dagger and ended with a broken bed.

While they slept, the golden apple oil magically refilled. Aphrodite beamed while she made sure that they would never run out. Love was the best thing in the world! Damn! She loved her job!

The Goddess of Love soon shimmered out of the room. The aroma of flowers on the Aegean ghosted over the sleeping couple. Aphrodite struggled to hold back her giggles when she noticed the mess. 

The bed was broken and it seemed like her brother had really given it to the hunter. Pleased as punch, the blond giggled, lounging on her couch. She loved it when love was in the air.