When he first allowed Iolaus' twin to accompany him, he thought it would take away his feelings of profound loss for his Iolaus. He hoped he could control the physical lust he had developed for Iolaus over the years. He assumed that his desire for his old friend was due to their being together so long. They had shared such intimate details of each other's lives for so long, that Hercules' passing thoughts of lust had turned into a deep, profound love.
Now, he realized that Iolaus' twin was taking that same place in his heart. He thought it was just the twin's physical appearance, but now he knew it was something more. Perhaps it was the twin's soft-spoken gentleness, or the way that he made him laugh with such ease. Whatever it was, he wasn't sure how much longer he could hold out.
Iolaus handed Hercules a plate of food and watched with pleasure as the golden demi-god wolfed it down. It made him extremely happy to please Hercules. As he watched, he remembered all the times that he had longed for The Sovereign. There had been one time, when The Sovereign had been drunk, that he took a chance and told him how he felt. The Sovereign had ravaged him in his incapacitated state. Iolaus was sore for weeks afterwards. Luckily, The Sovereign didn't remember any of the exchange. He had always known, though, that The Sovereign would have had his head on a pike if he had expressed such feelings when he wasn't intoxicated. Now, with his new traveling companion, he wondered if his love would remain unrequited.
Hercules looked up from his meal and noticed that Iolaus' eyes were misting. “A Dinar for your thoughts.” He said. Iolaus shrugged and turned away to finish his own meal. “Nothing, it's nothing important.” Iolaus replied. Hercules set his empty plate down, sat back on his elbows, and crossed his long, muscular legs in front of him. Iolaus pretended not to watch as Hercules continued to stare contentedly into the fire.
Finally finished with his own meal, Iolaus got up and walked over behind Hercules. He placed his hands on Hercules' shoulders and began to rub the demi-god's tired shoulders. “Take your shirt off.” Iolaus whispered into Hercules' ear. Hercules looked at Iolaus trying to hide his desire for him. He could feel his cock thickening as he sat up and did as Iolaus requested. “If you want, I have some oils in my bag. I used to use them to rub The Sovereign's back after his meals. He always said it helped him digest his food better.”
Hercules swallowed, hard, and nodded his head in submission. With Iolaus' back turned, Hercules rubbed at his engorged cock to try to make it unnoticeable. Iolaus went over to his bag and returned with several vials of oil. “You can choose which one you like, and I will use it on you.” Hercules removed the stoppers from each one and tentatively sniffed their contents. He chose one and handed it back to Iolaus. A sad smile crossed Iolaus' features as he said; “This one was The Sovereign's favorite.” Despite all he had done to him, Iolaus still missed The Sovereign.
Iolaus poured a small amount into his cupped hand. He briskly rubbed his hands together to heat the oil and then applied it to Hercules' back. Iolaus noticed that Hercules shivered as he touched him again. All sorts of thoughts went through Iolaus' mind to try to explain why Hercules would have shivered. `It must be the cool night air.' He shrugged as he continued to rub Hercules' back. Hercules closed his eyes and lost himself in the rhythm of Iolaus' massage.
A low, almost inaudible, moan escaped Hercules' lips as Iolaus traveled lower down his back. Iolaus, not realizing he was thinking out loud, mumbled “By the Gods you are beautiful.” Hercules pulled forward and asked, “What did you say?” Iolaus blushed as he repeated, “You're so beautiful.” Hercules turned to face Iolaus. Iolaus reached out and caressed Hercules' face. “I always wanted to say that to The Sovereign, but was afraid to.” Hercules closed his eyes as another shiver coursed through his body. Iolaus' touch and loving words were moving him more than any words could express.
“I have something to confess as well.” Hercules whispered as he reached up to clasp Iolaus' face in his hands. “I always wanted my Iolaus, but never told him.” His own eyes were beginning to mist, as he finished, “I don't want to make the same mistake twice.” He leaned forward and gently pressed his lips to Iolaus'. A moan issued from Iolaus as the kiss intensified. Hercules' tongue gently stroked Iolaus' slightly parted lips, entreating entry.
Hercules leaned forward more until Iolaus was lying beneath him. His tongue slowly probed in and out of Iolaus' mouth. Iolaus captured Hercules in his embrace and pulled him down on top of him. Iolaus could feel the heat that radiated between them. Hercules stroked Iolaus' golden curls, twirling large locks between his fingers. They parted from the kiss, both quite breathless. Hercules starred into Iolaus' eyes each of them silently begging the other for more.
Iolaus pushed Hercules over onto his back and timidly kissed him. Hercules encircled Iolaus' face with his hands. Iolaus pulled out of his lover's grasp letting his lips travel down Hercules' throat. He playfully nipped Hercules and he moaned loudly. Hercules began to stroke upward with his body. Iolaus' teasing lips finally found each of Hercules' hardened nipples. He made circles around each with his tongue, large ones at first. Then, they gradually got so small that his teeth gently pulled at their peaks.
All the while, Hercules' hands explored Iolaus. Hercules found ways of his own to tease him. He slipped one hand down the front of Iolaus' pants and gently stroked his engorged cock. Iolaus moaned and Hercules took his hand away. “Please, don't stop!” Iolaus gasped. It was Hercules' turn to put Iolaus on his back. As he did so, he loosened Iolaus' belt and trousers and pulled them off. Iolaus moaned again as Hercules took his cock in his mouth.
Iolaus entwined his fingers into Hercules' hair as the demi-god's head bobbed up and down on his throbbing cock. “By the Gods!” Iolaus cried out trying to fight the urge to cum. Hercules pulled up just in time. Iolaus smiled as he said, “It's your turn.” Hercules lay beside Iolaus and started to pull off his own pants. Iolaus reached behind him and picked up one of the vials of oil.
He slowly applied some of the oil onto his still swollen cock. “Roll over.” He whispered. Hercules complied and Iolaus rubbed some of the oil onto Hercules' ass. His fingers gently probed into Hercules' virgin hole. Hercules moaned loudly as Iolaus slipped another finger in. Iolaus slowly stroked in and out of Hercules until he felt he was relaxed enough. Then, he slowly pressed his pulsing cock into Hercules.
Hercules grunted as Iolaus entered him. “Relax my love, I wouldn't hurt you.” Iolaus said. Iolaus moved his hands up to Hercules' shoulders, massaging his way down his back to ease some of the pressure. It worked and Hercules did relax a bit more. Iolaus pushed in until the head of his cock touched Hercules' gland. Hercules arched up as a small scream of ecstasy escaped his lips. Iolaus pulled out and applied more oil. Then, he plunged back in before Hercules could object.
Iolaus stroked into Hercules slowly at first, with long gentle strokes. Then, his rhythm became harder and faster. Each time he stroked in, his head would touch Hercules' gland. Hercules' groans became louder with each new thrust. Iolaus pulled Hercules onto all fours never breaking stride. Hercules thrust himself back to meet each of Iolaus' inward strokes. Their combined movements grew faster with each contact of Hercules' ass on Iolaus' hips.
Finally, Iolaus reached under Hercules and began to stroke his cock. Iolaus' fingers touched the small hole at the tip. He used Hercules' seed to lubricate his movements. By this time, they were both close to a climax. “Cum for me lover!” Iolaus gasped, finishing with, “I want the Gods on Olympus to hear you!” Hercules threw his head back and screamed his release, as Iolaus pulled out and thrust into him again and again, each time burying his shaft completely. Iolaus climaxed as well with a loud cry of ecstasy. Hercules could feel Iolaus' desire fill him as Iolaus' cock pumped inside him.
They both collapsed to the ground trying to catch their breath. Iolaus pulled out and lay beside Hercules. He gently stroked his lover's hair and back. Hercules turned toward his new lover and kissed him. Soon, they were both asleep.
Sometime during the night, a nightmare was crushing Hercules in its grip. He thrashed about trying to shake the horrible visions that flashed in his mind. He and Iolaus' twin were being ripped away from each other. In his visions, he was made to watch his new lover be ripped apart right in front of him. Iolaus awoke with a start as his lover screamed out his name.
“Hercules, Hercules wake up! You're having a nightmare.” Iolaus shook Hercules again and again, trying to wake the thrashing demi-god. Finally, Hercules bolted upright, sweat covering his body. He immediately took Iolaus in his arms and cradled him there. He began to sob uncontrollably as he rocked back and forth crushing his lover to his chest. “Hercules it's all right. It's all over.”
Hercules looked down at Iolaus, tears staining his cheeks. Finally, he said, “I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to wake you. I had this horrible dream.” Iolaus shook as Hercules recounted his dream to him. “Gods Hercules, you really know how to scare a guy.” Hercules kissed his lover with trembling lips. “I wouldn't worry, it was just a dream.” Hercules said, not really believing himself.
Hercules was shown how to use his power of foresight by the Druid Maebon. His visions had come to pass often with deadly results. It disturbed him greatly to see the death of his lover. He had lost everyone he held dear in life. His friends, family, and loved ones. He refused to loose Iolaus' twin like he had the others. He refused to be alone ever again.
Hercules fell back to sleep. It was Iolaus' turn to cradle his lover in his embrace. Iolaus absently stroked Hercules' hair back. He gently kissed his lover's fevered forehead. It saddened and angered him that such horrible things had happened to such a good man. `No one deserves to be happy more than you.' Iolaus whispered. He placed one last kiss on Hercules' cheek and fell asleep himself.
Hercules' rolled over and let his arm fall where Iolaus had been. Hercules sat up and searched for his lover. “Iolaus!” he hollered. “Iolaus where are you?” Hercules jumped up and put on his pants. He ran down to the stream that ran by their campsite. He was relieved to find Iolaus taking an early morning swim. He took off his pants and went into the water himself. Slowly he waded up to Iolaus and embraced him from behind.
Iolaus jumped and twisted around to face his assailant. “Hercules! You startled me!” Iolaus playfully punched him in the chest. Iolaus rubbed his hand and made a mental note not to do that again. Hercules rubbed his hands down Iolaus' back coming to rest on his ass cheeks. He leaned forward and kissed him. A low moan escaped him when Iolaus' erection pressed against his inner thigh.
Hercules let his hand travel to Iolaus' cock and slowly stroked him. Iolaus moaned louder with each stroke. Suddenly, they were interrupted by the sound of an approaching runner. They quickly parted, their eyes conveying annoyance to each other. The runner stopped at the water's edge. He could hardly believe his good fortune in having finally found Hercules. “Hercules! We need your help!” He finally gasped out. They would have to finish this later.