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Joxer and the Men	By : AmberDDawn Category: S through Z > Xena Views: 2235 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Hope you guys are still enjoying the story. I wish I had a beta. I read my story over and over and still find mistakes.

Joxer and the Men

Chapter 17: Pregnancy and Jealousy

The group left the chilrden with their thankful relatives. Having heard the frightening tales recanted from their neice and verified by the somewhat famous Hero and her band of friends. They moved on and kept moving far south.

Auto held Joxer in his lap rubbing his stomach. They sat on a beach watching the tide. Joxer leaned back his eyes barely open as his husband massaged his belly. Joxer didn't like how his stomach looked but Auto assured him it was extremely sexy. It had been a few weeks since they had seen Gallus. They hoped it was the last. Joxer hoped for the man's sake that he didn't try anything.

Neither had they seen the gods for a while ocasionally Joxer got a tingling sensation like they were being watched but none of his friends mentioned it. He didn't figure they were done watching, but gods are busy people. Joxer was sure they had duties they had to get to.

"We need to go," Auto started to get up.

"Just a little longer?" Joxer begged. They were alone for the first time in a month.

"Ok Baby," Auto kissed the back of his neck and settled back down, "But its getting dark and I want to get you into those silks, and in bed with me." He licked a sensitive ear loving the way Joxer shivered in his lap. Joxer sighed somewhat in happiness and somewhat in exasperation.

"You never get bored of teasing me do you?" He turned in his lover's lap in order to elbow him.

Auto laughed, "...But you have such wonderful reactions." He sucked on the skin just behind that same ear. Joxer moaned and arched his back.

"Hoooo Okay," He pushed off him with little dificulity, "Lets go."

Auto laughed heartily and got up, and helped Joxer to his feet. He held Joxer as they walked. All that talk of hiding their relationship fell to the wayside once Joxer drew the slightest attention from any interested males. Poor soul didn't know how to handle the overt atempts to win his attention and favor. Auto knew how, but beating the tar out of anyone who looked sideways at his husband got them in a lot of trouble.

They walked up from the beach back to the costal village. Joxer was chattering and Auto was half paying attention as he glared at a few teenagers on the dock who were cat calling at them. Joxer ignored them superbly, "Auto they're kids."

"Did you hear what they said," Auto turned backward and somehow kept walking them forward, "Children don't have that kind of vocabulary!" Yes, Auto would beat up a boy who leered at Joxer and suggested sexual positions a whore would blush over.

The tavern they were supposed to meet their friends at came into view. Xena and Gabrielle were standing outside talking to a couple of locals. Gabrielle smiled and waved at them, "Hey guys!" Joxer smiled and waved back. Gabby waved them over smiling excitedly.

"What's got you so excited?" Auto asked suspiciously. Something that had her excited was either going to be boring or annoying, "A poetry reading?"

"Besides that," She grinned smugly when Auto frowned, "Hercules and Iolaus are here. They arrived in town a few hours ago. Were going to travel together for a while."

"That's great!" Joxer was so excited he missed the jealous growl and how his lover grabbed him tighter.

"Yeah great," Auto felt himself tense, Joxer was a bit of a fan of the hero. He's made it known in his actions and the way he talked of Hercules. Hopefully the demigod didn't get the wrong idea over the hero worship. Auto knew the man was honorable and would respect Joxer, but he worried that Joxer's allure might be too much for one or both of the men.

Joxer smiled at his platter. Fried fish and leafy greens looked so good. Auto had teased him about his appetite but he couldn't help it. Food had been blessedly pelntiful recently and his body needed the additional feul. Auto meant nothing by it and he was proud to be able to give Joxer what he and the growning baby needed. His stomach was still relatively flat. Aside from the bit of weight he'd gained. Auto was mad over the chubby belly though he said he loved how soft Joxer was. He had an annoying habbit of laying his head on the former would be warrior's stomach. Auto had his hand on that soft tummy rubbing it under the table. His own food neglected as thought of getting his lover upstairs and into sexy silks dominated his attention.

Xena and Gabrielle were chattering and neither man was paying attention, until Xena bellowed, "Hercules! Iolaus! Over here!"

Joxer turned and waved, "Hi guys!"

Auto pulled him close as he could, making Joxer slide halfway off his chair. Joxer eeped and wiggled and pulled his cair closer settling back down. He got the idea that if he didn't stay close he was going to end up in Autolycus's lap.

Hercules walked over to their table. Iolaus followed after. The men looked around the table and both stopped on the scene of Joxer hip to hip with Auto. The men exchanged a curious look then, not wanting to be rude, they addressed the group.

"Hey it's good to see you all," Hercules looked around the table smiling. His eyes trailed over Joxer slowly and his eyes dilated. Joxer looked different, and not in a bad way. He did notice how Autolycus had his paws all over the other man and it didn't go unnoticed how he swallowed thickly. Iolaus slapped his back and grinned. He followed Hercules's gaze. Joxer had on a pair of soft brown pants that really showed off his shaply body. He had a white shirt, a recent purchace as he was back down to the red shirt. The poor blue one had to be retired. Gorgon blood does not wash out.

Both Hercules and Iolaus moved to take the seat next to the young man. Hercules was closer and may have 'accidentally' elbowed his long time friend.

Iolaus took the seat next to Xena that was also free. He pouted for a second and rubbed his sore ribs. He flagged a bar wench over and he and Hercules ordered the house special and a flaggon of grog each.

Joxer went back ot his fish and greens happily. He'd been having a strong craving for fresh greens. He took a fish and wrapped it in a few leaves and ate it. He missed how the two new additions watched his mouth as he bit into the food. Auto didn't. He pulled Joxer closer again and then Joxer was in his lap. Joxer reached over and snagged his platter pulling it closer. He otherwise didn't really react like this was in anyway out of the ordinary (it was in fact not out of the ordinary at this point).

Both Hercules and Iolaus stared slack jawed. Auto rested his chin on Joxer's shoulder and took in a deep breath to calm himself. He did not need the wrath of Zeus on his head or his father's for killing his son. Oh he might not be able to beat the other demigod in a fair fight, but who said he ever played fair.

"Well that's something you don't see everyday," Iolaus was the one to speak up, "How long have you two...um...been together."

"About a month," Joxer answered between bites of fish. He beamed, no he glowed. Joxer was glowing. He looked so good. Hercules and Iolaus were not the only men watching the pale dark haired young man sitting in the other man's lap. A few jealous murmers were heard and a couple of quiet whistles.

"Con-congratulations," Hercules stammered. He was watching as Joxer tried to lick a crumb from the side of his mouth.

"Thanks," Auto spoke up when Joxer proved to be too distracted by his fish.

Joxer finshed his food and sighed happily sagging back into his lover's chest. Autolycus growled appreciatively, "You finished babe? Want more fish?"

"Three platters is enough. I'm really geting fat," Joxer turned and kissed the corner of Auto's mouth. He whispered, "Should we tell them about the baby?"

"That's up to you babe," Auto licked Joxer's lips and hummed.

"Well if they are going to be traveling with us a long time they'll start to wonder anyway, and they're trustworthy," Joxer giggled as that tongue trailed his cheek.

Iolas and Hercules exchanged bewildered looks. Hercules opened his mouth to speak and snapped it back shut, then opened it agian creating the image of a fish gulping for air, "What about a baby?" He finally managed to ask.

"Oh to Tartarus with it!" Auto sighed, "Joxer is going to have my child."

The men stared in confused shock. Finally Hercules blinked and held up his hand, he let it drop and his brow wrinkled, "Joxer, you are a man. Aren't you?"

The bar wench aproached and the table went quiet she set out a couple of trenchers ladened with stew and two mugs of grog. Joxer turned a bit green around the edges when the smell of the meaty stew hit his nose he turned and pressed his nose into Auto's neck. Auto rubbed his back and scooted a bit further away. When the girl was gone he spoke up again.

"There was an incident involving some gods," He started when he saw understanding slowly dawning on the two heros' faces and they both turned a bit green, "Joxer is pregnant. Like a woman would be but he is still very much a man. We would appriciate if you didn't go telling tales to any gods. There are a few who might not want a man to be able to carry a child and I love Joxer and I want this child. I don't want anyone's stupidity costing them their lives or happiness," He took a long breath and then continued, "If you'll excuse us the smell of your stew is making him sick. We're going to our room."

He gently pushed Joxer up and stood hugging him close, "Goodnight."

"Night guys," Joxer said quickly before being dragged away, thankfully taking him away from the smell of stew.

"Was...is...Xena, what was that?" Hercules asked. Iolaus and he looked at the woman expectantly.

"That was a jealous Autolycus and a pregnant Joxer," Xena smirked.

Gabrielle nodded, "It's a long and somewhat painful story. Maybe we shouldn't get into that story in such a crowded place."

"We'll tell you all about it later," Xena agreed wishing Auto and Joxer could have been a bit more tactful.

"I thought Joxer looked different," Iolaus spoke up, "Good, very good, but different."

"He attracts a lot of attention from men," Xena admitted, "It's been rather troublesome. I never thought Auto would be so teritorial and jealous, but he protects Joxer so we've learned to accept it...He's going to be a bit unbearable until he gets used to the idea of other men traveling with us. Even if its you two. I am not entirely sure his possessiveness is natural."

"He treats Joxer well though?" Hercules sounded truly concerned.

"Yes, spoils him more like," Gabrielle said. Only a bit miffed at all the attention Joxer was getting. She had been used to being the center of attention when men were around. Loving the attention and loving how jealous Xena got. Xena thought she was subtle but Gabrielle saw the looks she gave those lovelorn fellows. There had been much more attention on Joxer. She hardly had a way to get Xena riled up and possessive.

"Well that's fine, I'm sure if anyone deserves a bit of spoiling it's Joxer," Iolaus spoke up watching the pair tromp up the stairs. Auto's hand firmly squeezing Joxer's back side.

Cool silk slid across his skin as he changed to his night clothes. Auto was watching the show laying in bed in a pair of soft linnen pants. They wouldn't be dressed for very long but Auto loved rubbing his hand across the expance of Joxer's silk clad body.

Joxer turned and smiled shyly. He rubbed his hands down his front. The shirt was slightly loose at the bottom but snug in the chest. Auto's eyes darkened as he watched his lover's hands sliding down his body.

"C'mere baby," Auto patted his leg, smiling seductively.

Joxer came to him. He crawled up onto Auto's lap.

"Gods you're beautiful," Auto pulled him close and began petting his back. Silk on smooth skin was such a wonderful feeling. Joxer sighed and leaned into his chest resting his chin on his shoulder. Auto whispered in his ear, "Have I told you how lucky I am to have you?"

"Only twenty times today...I think," Joxer chuckled.

"Well I am Hermes' son I suppose I probably have more than my fair share of luck," Auto squeezed Joxer.

"I couldn't be happier," Joxer assured his love, "Or hornier." He rubbed his pelvis on Auto's blushing very red but still looking wanton and needy, "Get me out of these silks and fuck me."

Auto nodded eagerly and he began unfastening buttons and tugging silk. Joxer got impatent and started stripping. Autolycus moaned as Joxer arched his back tossing the silk into the corner of the room. He was shimmying out of the pants his erection bouncing out and eager.

"Fuck!" Auto hissed as Joxer started tugging his pants down.

"Yes! Fuck me!" Joxer demanded. He was unusually demanding. His mouth pressed into Auto's thigh and he kissed. He slowly turned and looked at the exposed member and licked his lips. Suddenly he had an entirely different craving. Joxer pounced kissing and licking the throbbing erection. He felt hands in his hair and his lover moaned as he took that throbbing erection in his mouth.

"Joxer, Jox, fuck Joxer!" Auto was moaning petting his head, "Yes baby!"

Hercules and Iolaus were the lucky ones to get an adjcent room to Joxer and Auto and they were not being quiet at all. Late into the night the men were moaning and Joxer was screaming their bed was thumping against the wall.

The men squirmed uncomfortably in their beds. Hercules was trying to block out the sound with a pillow. Iolaus was humming loudly and trying to not picture Joxer in the throws of passion. It was early in the morning that things went quiet. They thankfully took the opportunity to get much needed rest. Neither man said anything but they planned on switching rooms if possible in the morning.

Joxer wretched into the bushes. Auto was rubbing the poor sick man's back. They had been on the road for a week. Autolycus was finally used to having the other men around. Joxer was the one who had made it clear that regardless of any heroworship he might have shown Hercules his eyes were only for Auto.
"You're my king, King of Theives," Joxer assured him with sparkling brown eyes.

"Hail to the king baby," Auto kissed Joxer hard. Joxer was getting used to the corny lines and the attention. Espically the butt squeezing. He was sure he could tell if it was Auto squeezing his butt if he were blind and deaf.

Now was not the time though. Joxer had been waking up sick every morning since they had left the tavern. Auto was in a panic about it but Xena and Gabrielle assured him this was normal and hopefully it wouldn't last the rest of the pregnancy. He gently rubbed Joxer's back. Joxer claimed that it made him feel better, so he did just that.

Joxer coughed a few more times and gaged. He leaned back making a face at the mess he'd left. Auto had the waterskin ready and waiting for his lover to rinse his mouth.

"Thanks," Joxer's voice was shaky. Auto slipped his arm around the other man's shoulders. Joxer's breathes came out short and shuttery. They walked back over to the camp.

Everybody was sitting around the fire trying to not look like they wanted to look at Joxer. They were eating.

Joxer took a look at the food and gagged, "I think I'll take a walk. You go have something to eat Auto."

"No, I can eat later," Auto led Joxer away from the others.

"Poor guy," Iolaus mumbled. Hercules nodded, and dug into his meager breakfast.

"He'll be ok," Xena assured them, "He'll be hungry later, so lets save he and Auto some food."

"It's going to be rough on him for the next few weeks," Gabrielle sighed. She didn't like seeing Joxer suffer anymore than the rest of them but it was just part of their lives for the time being.

Strife held a mirror, watching the scene. He didn't understand everything. His cousin was keeping things from him. His uncle had called him back saying that there wasn't any reason for him to be wasting time playing with the mortals when he needed him to stir up trouble on the other side of the country.

Strife was supposed to be in Athens causing trouble but he decided to pay his cousin a visit. Cupid was a decent god, and though Strife hated to admit it, he was starting to feel comfortable around the god of love. His kid was pretty cool too. He was a little bundle of mischief himself.

"Hey Cupes," Strife showed himself into the god's temple.

"Strife!" A screaming toddler ran on from the garden holding fists full of wild flowers and dirt. He crashed into the god's legs hugging them and rubbing dirt and grass stains into his pants.

"Hey watch the leatha kid," Strife laughed and reached down to pick up the tiny god.

"Up! Up! Throw me!" Bliss demanded. Strife shrugged and did just what he asked. He tossed the winged little boy into the air. Bliss didn't come straight down. He glided in circles down. Strife watched with a grin.

When Bliss landed he shouted, "Again! Again!"

"Ok, one more time then I gotta see ya dad," Strife warned. Bliss nodded standing on tip toes reaching for his cousin. Strife repeated the thossing act and watched Bliss glide around the room.

The two godlings were giggling and Bliss threw himself at Strife once more. Cupid watched from the doorway. Strife was good with Bliss. In age they were closer than he and Strife but Cupid could see the maturity in his cousin. He might act crazy but he was a good god. Good at his job and smart, overlooked and dismissed as he was. Cupid watched the god bend over and pick up his son. He was watching that smooth backside more than he was watching his son. Strife was exotic. Naturally sensual as a deadly preditor.

He chuckled as Bliss climbed up Strife's chest and seated himself on his shoulders. Strife turned. Bliss was grinning and waving his dirty hands in the air, "Strife throwed me!" Bliss announced.

"Threw, Bliss," Cupid corrected gently, "Strife threw you, and I saw. You caught some good air."

"Air!" Bliss shouted and leaned back. Strife felt the child tilting back and his brows shot up as he had to reach up and rebalance the boy before he hurt himself.

"Careful there little guy. You don' wanna fall," Strife warned. Bliss giggled shrilly and leaned forward hugging the older god's head.

"Strife is fun!" Bliss announced.

Strife watched Cupid suanter over and reach for Bliss. He stilled nervously as the other god plucked his son from Strife's shoulders.

"Yes," Cupid agreed, "Strife is." He smiled at the dark haired god.

"I," Strife started. Finally noticing how close he was to the love god, he slid back as discretely as possible, "I wanted ta ask ya somethin 'bout Joxa."

Cupid set his son on the floor and patted his bottom, "Go back to your nurse Bliss."

"Awe!" Bliss pouted but he walked back to the garden door where a young female immortal waited. She took Bliss's hand and led him out to the garden talking about his lessons.

"So what's up," Cupid gestured toward some chairs in the center of the room. Strife shrugged and let himself be led over.

Taking a cushioned chair he tucked his booted feet under him making himself comfortable. Cupid eyed him and Strife blushed and pulled his feet off the seat, "Sorry, didn' mean ta mess up ya chair."

"No worries Cuz. Now what did you want to ask? Is everythign all right?" Cupid kept his eyes locked on his cousin's. He loved those crystaline irises.

"I think somethin's wrong with Joxa," Strife offered, "Been sick a lot in tha mornin's."

"Oh," Cupid feigned surprise, "I um, I don't know. Maybe you should talk to Pops about it."

"Ya think?" Strife looked a bit put out, "He's been deflectin' ma questins since day one."

"I wish I could help you," Cupid did, but he didn't know if it would be a good idea to tell Strife. He liked Strife he really did, and he though Strife wouldn't do anything to hurt Joxer but he was worried that Strife might let something slip to the wrong person. Ok he didn't know Strife all that well. If he did he'd know that mischief was very, very good at keeping secrets.

"Its awright," Strife stood up, "Listen, If yah can, maybe go check up on em? Ah gotta go stir up some trouble fah Unc. Actually Ah shoulda left already."

"Oh," Cupid felt disappointment bubble up in his chest, "Maybe when your done you can come over for dinner?"

"Maybe," Strife gave the noncommital answer. He flashed away before Cupid could get another word in.

"Damn," The love god cursed quietly. He realized that Strife probably sensed he was hiding things. He turned and went back to his office. He had a scrying mirror already watching the mortals in question. He had been called off when Aphrodite felt the disturbances had quited. They were still watching, but not in person any longer.

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