Doug Deeson's musings

The text came in, well DM I guess, on an app. “Daddy’s waiting for you,” it said. We’d interacted a few times in the past, exchanged a few pics and some teasing messages, and I had told him that I’m nobodies son. And certainly not someone half my age, his profile says 33 so not quite half.   Still, he was hot, hazel eyes, bushy mustache, full chest of dark fur.   And a nice, if average cock – kind of a match for mine at just around six and half inches but maybe he had a bit of girth on me.     Body wise though I have got the mass and muscle on him.   The DMs kept coming. “I want to fuck your ass, boy.” He wrote. “You’re gonna have to take it, boy,” I replied. “Daddy won’t have an issue with that,” he sent back. Finally, I’d had enough. I told him if he can pin me, he can take me.   If not, if I pin him, his ass is mine.   He agreed, sure with youth and a gym bod on his side he’d have no problem.   He was wrong. High school and universi...

Himeros stepped out of the hedge and walked across the field towards the congregation of buildings, now temples. His wings folded across his back and then disappeared until only a handsome, young blonde man walked across the field. He passed Aphrodite’s round temple, his mother’s temple of love, and nodded at her as he passed, but angled then toward his brother’s temple. Eros’ building loomed before him. He entered the build and into the empty space, basically a single large bed, a room designed for group play, the only decoration the statue of Eros just to the left of the doorway. “You didn’t share with us, brother.” Himeros said addressing the air. The statue stirred and Eros stepped forward. “My brother, we did not plan this, but they created these temples in our names, we could not help but appear and be worshipped. And brother, how I’ve missed this so much.” “Others have noticed, not just me, Eros, and they may want worshippers of their own.” “Poseidon and Mother both warn...