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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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Yes I'm still here. As always I really Hope you enjoy this strange fiction.I hope that my pacing has been ok, Sorry if this gets cliche...This chapter might come off a s rushed but it kind of just flowed that way. Descriptice lemon in this chapter.

Joxer and the Men
Chapter 8: Committed to Joxer.

Being transported with the gods was something Gabirelle would never get used to. Here one moment there the next...but at least it only made her dizzy. She couldn't imagine throwign up on a god. The group simply poofed in front of Phidais's house.

"Are you going to lift that barrier?" Pan asked.

Apollo lifted the protection on the house. He couldn't keep it up forever or the other gods would get suspicious anyway, it was really a waste of energy. With four gods, and two demigods, and one annoying mortal bard, anyone who wanted to get to Joxer would have a really hard time.

The only gods to really worry about were Zeus, Hera, and Ares. Gaia would have put a stop to Pan's little pet project a long time ago if she really cared. The sield fell and both love gods blinked and seemed to space out as the overwhelming sensations of infatuation hit them full force.

"Oh," Cupid stumbled, "That feels good." His mother shook her head dazedly.

"Well I can tell you two are going to be useless," Apollo frowned, only slightly jealous he couldn't get that kind of effect from his followers. Being in love or lust automatically sending power to the house of love and giving its occupants a buzz.

Joxer started awake, "I'm gettign up!" He blurted and pushed up of the lounge and spun on the spot looking like a startled cat. He looked around, blinked a few times and said, "Huh?"

Auto grabbed man who looked about to collapse back on the seat. He looked at Joxer, "You felt that too?"

A loud burst and a flash of light, and before them stood the god of war looking pissed. He growled and looked around stopping on Joxer.

The loud crash of a ceramic jar hitting the floor went ignored. Phidais stared a the back of the being who appeared suddenly in his home. The man could only be a god...not his god. Waves of anger and raw agression rolled off him.

The god grabbed Joxer and peeled the theif off him. Phidais rushed him on instinct and Ares only had to flex his power and the mortal flew backward hitting the table at the knees and falling onto it smacking his head. He groaned and rollled off the furniture into the floor.

"Oh...Arry just showed up," Aphrodited sighed and fought through the strong love buzz shaking her head.

"Damn," Xena pushed past the others and rushed in the house. Ares had one hand on Joxer's arm and one around Autolycus's throat, squeezing and lifting him of the floor. The physician lay in a heap, "Ares! Let go of them." The god turned his eyes on her and they were red. Vibrant glowing red. He was pissed, even she had never seen him so pissed.

"You don't mess with what's mine!" He said. He looked at Autolycus in distaste and dropped him. The thief gagged and rubbed his throat as he struggled back to his feet.

"Leave Joxer out of it, whatever you want doesn't need to include him," Xena spoke slowly easing her hand toward her sword.

"Why in tartrus do you think I'm here, Xena. Joxer is mine and Apollo thought he could throw up a shield and hide him?" He glared past the warrior woman to the gods who had just crowded into the small house, pinning his brother with a deadly look. Are's expression promised pain.

"Joxer...Joxer's yours?" Xena stuttered in surprise. She didn't know Joxer was a worshiper of Ares...she was rather surprised that it had never come up being so often on the opposing side of the war god.

"Mine, as in he was dedicated to me at birth and therefore I have domain over him. When he suddenly blinked out of my notice, I couldn't find him couldn't even sense if he had been sent to Hades," Ares growled and drew the man closer to him harshly. Joxer screamed in surprise and pain.

Despite what people might think Ares did pay attention to all his followers not just the warlords and great warriors. Even some as seemingly insignificant as Joxer was there buzzing in the back of his mind. He kept the useless warrior alive all this time. He knew he was with Xena so he should have been reletively safe. Then he sensed that Joxer one had recently had a brush with Hades and also had some form of powerful godly interference placed upon him.

The sweet tinge to his aura and the cloying smell coming off the man almost made the god want to shoot a fire ball through his head, just give himself some releif, but he stayed his hand. Joxer had been laid on his alter and anointed as a swaddled babe. He had been given, his life, even his destiny belonged to Ares from that moment on. It didn't matter if the god wanted him, needed him or could even use him in anyway. He leaned in ingnoring how Joxer cringed and flinched.

His god...he had known all his life he blonged to the god, but he assumed it was kind of a spiritual ownership and really who wanted him anyway. Ares pressed his nose onto the flowery smell the eminated from Joxer's very skin. He bit Joxer at the joint where his neck met his shoulder.

"Stop!" A distant voice called, "Ares!"

Ares began kissing him licking his jaw and planting demanding kiss on his mouth. He knew what was happening to him knew he was under the influence of an aphrodisaic, that knowlege didn't give him pause. Joxer was like a sweet. He tasted like honey and smelled so inhumanly good. It made his head hurt. Being hyperaware of Joxer distracted him from everything else. He didn't notice Aphrodite inching toward them until Joxer was gone. All the mortals were gone and he heard distantly someone says, "Get the mortals away and cover your ears."

"ARES!" The bellowing voice was so strong it drove him to his knees. The sound was akin to two peices of metal grinding against eachother only magnified to near infinity. He closed his eyes and slammed his hands over his ears. Everything went dark. How undiginfied of him to black out...was the last though he had before he went under.

Aphrodite had Joxer and Xena, Cupid had Auto and Gabrielle, and Apollo took Phidais. The group stepped out of the house and dropped it into a time pocket far away from any mortal ears. They had the mortals shileded and covered thier ears. Any mortal hearing his scream would have died instantly. All of the gods cringed as the bellow warped and threatened to break the bubble surrounding it. It was a wonder Pan hadn't ever thought to overthrow the gods with a scream like that he could incapacitate the pantheon with one shout. The thought didn't cross their minds that perhaps Pan didn't care for power and influence. He didn't have any temples and he spent most of his time chasing nymphs, or frollicing in nature. Actually he spent quite a lot of time far north in Britania and even further away. He just wanted to enjoy his immortality. He rarely took the kind of responsibility that he has in this case.

The bubble around the house fell. The group slowly stepped in. It was probably a blessing for Phidais he was still unconcious because his house looked like it had been hit by an earthquake. The shelves lay on the floor jars of medicine snattered un the rubble the hearth of the fireplace was cracked up the middle. All the cooked food that had long been forgotten lay in messy heaps in the floor.

Apollo waved his hand and cleaned it up. Pan was standing in the midst. Ares at his feet. Apollo took his worshiper to the table. He noticed the blood stains on the surface and snaped his fingers cleaning it instantly.   Laying the physician down he gently checked the man. Apollo liked this man. He was a good worshiper and should have stayed in Athens at his temple there, his obligations to the mortals here forgotten, but he came here out of a sense of duty. He still prayed every morning and night to his god. Apollo would help the man petition for a temple here.

He checked Phidais's skull and it was thankfully not fractured, but here was a nasty lump there. He helped excelerate the healing. He was going to have words with Ares when his brother woke. Apollo took the man to his bedroom and used his influence to straighten the bed. He lay the healer down and covered him. Phidais had not been dedicated at birth like Joxer had but had dedicated himself as a young man, and he was every much as important to his god as Joxer was to his.

"Is Arry going to be ok?" Aphrotide asked she didn't always get along with her brother, but she didn't want to see him truly hurt.

"It won't kill him...I'm not that powerful and I held back. He'll be up and around in an hour. He will not be in the bets shape but he'll recover. Still, we should get Joxer away form him and find a way to convince him not to take Joxer. You might want to get those mortals pointed in the right direction," Pan looked to Auto and Joxer. Auto was holding Joxer and rubbing his back as he hypervenelated. Xena was on Joxer's other side asking him if he were hurt. Gabrielle was holding herself back looking concerned, confused and slightly disgusted when she glanced at the prone war god.

"Where could we hide that Ares won't eventually find him?" Xena asked.

"You can't but you can save Joxer...if those two would..." Pan paused not knowing how to break it to the mortal that only getting laid would mute the apnrodisaic and make him less seceptable to atracting unwanted attention.

"Who would what?" Joxer asked, "I feel kind of stupid for asking but what's going on and why is Ares passed out on the floor?"

"Joxer, you were given a potion while in the Gargarean camp?" The god tromped over. His hooves clipping against the floor. He took Joxer's hand gently and lead him to the sofa. "You need to sit for this. I can tell you still don't feel well and I don't want you to hurt yourself." Joxer sat, his color ran out thinking of alll the possibilities, "Am I dying or something? It has to be really bad for a god to break the news to me."

Pan smiled gently, "No, Joxer, far from it. Joxer do you remember getting something to drink for some children? It probably tasted strange..."

Joxer nodded waiting for the rest.

Pan put his rough hands on Joxer's cheeks and looked into his eyes. Those deep soulful eyes moved the god. He really was just a child in his heart, "They gave you a fertility potion; they thought it was a love potion. You've been changed on the inside...you're able to carry a child inside you like a woman and...you need to take a lover who can get you pregnant. I can't give you details but you were meant to have a family with a woman but their tampering and...and ours...mine...we accidentally altered your fate. I am truly sorry for this. I know it..." Pan stopped when realized Joxer fainted.

Pushing past the god Autolycus wrapped his arms around the man. "Are you all insane? Joxer doesn't need this after that shock. This is a sick joke! I knew the gods could be cruel, but really. Kick a man when He's at his weakest!"

The thief never felt such anger at the gods. Even the gods should have some compassion for this man. From all he's heard from Xena and observed himself. Joxer's been kicked enough. He inhaled the sweet scent the smell only calming him the slightest as he hugged the fainted man to him.

"Its not a joke," Xena said calmly. She didn't look happy or pleased as her eyes flicked to the gods, "There isn't much time. We really need to get Joxer away from Ares..."

"Distance won't matter and you know that," Pan growled, "The only thing that will help mute the scent on him is for him to become pregnant, and he will fall in love with whomever he lays with. The only problem."

"The only problem is that Joxer may not want to take a lover, and when he allows someone to take him he will be binding himself to that person and they to him. Thanks to that potion it will only take one time to get him preggers. This is not just a roll in the hay," Aphrodite interupted, "It's a lousy situation, but if you think you can be up to the responsibility," She looked to Auto who looked only slightly shocked.

"Me?" He scoffed even as he held Joxer close cradling him like precious cargo. The man whimpered and his eyes fluttered. Auto pressed his head against Joxer's cheek, "You alright Jox?"

"Uhhh, I had the strangest dream," Joxer cracked his eyes open and saw the gods before him and felt Autolycus's smooth skin agianst his cheek, "What's going on? That wasn't a dream, was it?"   Poor Joxer looked really hopeful.

"It wasn't a dream," Auto sighed and lifted his head and looked Joxer in the eyes, "Are you alright?" He began stroking the man's hair. Joxer seemed to lean into the touches.

"I think I will be. Is that why everybody's been acting so weird? Well not Xena and Gabby, they've been normal, but is it something to do with the potion? I mean...that would Explain all those men in the camp giving me those looks...I thought for sure I was gonna get...um...you know," Joxer rambled.

"The men in the camp...they were just attracted to you naturally," Pan explained.

"The rest were under the influence of your pheromones...You're scent. Its normally subtle undetectable to most people on a concious level, but the potion had you cranking out the 'fuck me' scent. You're body is ready to be fertilized. It doesn't help that you got a lot more than you should have," Aphrotide tried to explain her part in the potion to the man who seemed to be absorbing the information a little better than his freinds had.

"So I smell?" Joxer asked.

"Amazing," Auto pressed his nose to Joxer's jawline.

"Exactly," Aphrodite nodded.

"I don't smell anything," Gabrielle spoke up, "Do you Xena?" The warrior shook her head.

"You wouldn't probably since the potion is designed to atract men," Pan explained.

"He smells like desert rose," Auto explained, "I remember my father brought some to my mother from Egypt when I was a boy...my step father brought them." He looked to the gods as if to ask what he had long suspected of himself. The three gods in the room nodded. Apollo walked in.

"If you're asking who your father is its Hermes," You even look a little like him...Espically in the eyes. The thief looked less than surprised. He started Nuzzling Joxer with his noze. Joxer looked more surprised.

"Are all of you demi gods?" Joxer asked looking to his friends briefly before returnign his attention to Autolycus.

"Not the blonde," Cupid said tilting his head toward Gabrielle, "Not you either...sorry. Not everybody gets to be half god."

Gabrielle looked a bit surprised looking to Xena, but not saying anything for the moment.

"So how about it you two? I have a good feeling about you. I'm the goddess of love I have good instincts about these things, and I think you would make a good match," Aphrodite had a sparkle in her eyes that scared Joxer just a bit.

"I am willing to give myself to you," Auto murmered into Joxer's neck kissing it. It was getting hard to hold himself back. Even knowing that the potion was doing something to him he wanted this, but only if Joxer wanted him back.

"I...I don't know..." Joxer sounded frightened and unsure, "I...why me? It isn't me...You don't want me Auto? This will wear off and you'll regret it...I'd rather you just fuck me and left then be stuck with me and resent it."
Auto frowned and huged him firmly, "I won't regret it...I can't and I can't throw you to the wolves. You deserve better."

"I don't..." Joxer tried to pull away. Auto only held him tighter.
Aphrodite felt someting surge something so strong even the potion couldn't compete. Her eyes shined brightly, "How long were you alone with Joxer today?"

"Quite a lot...It's been so hard to resist him all day," He admitted feeling shame at his earlier behavior. He could picture himself easliy giving into the potion, but he did feel genuine care for Joxer. That one slip had teriffied him, that he could have hurt Joxer for his own pleasure.

"You almost did it but you were able to resist," The goddess uttered, "You must really care about him to have resisted the urges your body was giving you. That's more than lust. There was a signature of true love earlier...I sensed it and recognized it as two other men. A thankful prayer from an man named Eos becuase his love survived something. I hear any prayers involving true love even if this one was directed at Athena.

The power of their love masked another signature...You fell in love with Joxer...not because of the lust you felt but because you resisted that lust. You aren't the only one who resisted though...She looked back at the doorway to the Doctor's bedroom. Could be him that I am sensing and not you."

"No!" He looked frightened. Auto wrapped his arm around Joxer's shoulder and tucked his head under his chin. Joxer was pliable in his arms looking on stunned. There was a ting of pink on his cheeks, and his eyes shinned just a bit.

"It's not just you," Cupid suddenly interupted, "Joxer...I can feel a budding crush from you...this is fresh, not that infatuation to Gabrielle. This is a young love waiting to bloom," He smiled as he looked at the two. The pure feelings of affection were unmistakable.

"I...I wish there was time...I mean...Auto seems so sure," Joxer felt himself turning toward the man rather than away. He felt like he could almost feel what the gods seemed to beleive was there, "There is no second chance...this is all or nothing?"

"It's your decision... I don't know what the potion has done," Auto pressed his lips to Joxer's head, "All I know is what I feel. I feel love...Nothing like I have before...It hurts." He whispered the last part.

"True love always does, but its a nice kind of pain," Aphrodite folded her fingers together and smiled over her hands.

Joxer nodded this time, "It is a nice kind of ache...in my chest...not...not like Gabby. That was such a bad hurt."   He didn't see the guilty look on Gabrielle's face because he had his face buried in the thief's silk shirt.

She wanted to go to him and say she was sorry. A hand covered her's and laced its fingers with hers. She looked to Xena who gave a gentle smile. She knew Gabrielle never meant to hurt their friend...It was just something that had been thrown at them all.

"Are you sure you want this? Want me?" Joxer asked and peeked up at the other man. He was rewarded with a smirk, "Are you sure you want me? I can be a handfull."

Joxer gently slapped his chest and chuckled, "This is all so fast. A few days ago I never would have imagined finding myself married, and to someone so handsome." He smirked back at Auto his fingers playing with the laces of his shirt.

"He's taking this rather well," Apollo chimmed in, "You both are...maybe you're in shock."

"Oh shush 'Pollo," Aphrodite scolded him for ruining the moment.
The mortal looked in the demi-god's eyes and asked again, "You're really, really sure about this?" Auto nodded. Suddenly the men felt things shift under them and they looked around the room and noticed they were in a cave decorated in lavish furnishings and a roaring fire in a narutal looking fireplace. They were sitting on a grand bed that seemed to take up two-thirds of the cave. There was a table ladened with fruits, vegetables, cakes, wine, and in the center of it a steaming platter of meat. With the food there was a note. Auto stood and took the note.

"It says get to humpin'" He chuckled, "Love Aphrodite."

Joxer grabbed his arm and pulled him over and took the note, "P.S....whatever that means...I'm throwing you a party to celebrate the new baby when the honeymoon is over."

Joxer felt a mouth on his neck and arms wrap around him from behind. He fought not to flinch, but after the last few days and all this new knowlege about his body he couldn't help feeling vulnerable.

"Sorry...I'm still scared and you know...I've...I never...before," Joxer blushed in shame.

"Are you tryign to say you're a virgin?" Auto felt simultanously relieved and exilerated. He was going to be Joxer's first and only. No conniving bitches with designs on his Joxer, no woman with a child on her hip demanding Joxer marry her because he was the father of her baby, and if they did show up one day he would know they were lying. Gods he was pethetic already worrying about people trying to steal away his most valued treasure. He was the King of Theives nobody stole from him...

Joxer stiffened in his arms and tried to pull away. This was too fast and too new, and the other man would probably lose respect for him knowing how inexpirenced he was.

"No...don't," Auto said and tightened his grip, "Please don't pull away. We can start slow...Aren't you hungry? We never got to eat," He pulled the other man over to the table finding only one chair. He smiled as he sat pulling Joxer in his lap. Joxer whined like a sad puppy. Auto began rubbing joxer's arms slowly up and down, "See anything you like...well besides me?"

Joxer laughed and leaned into him, "That roast looks good." Joxer reached for it but Auto wraped an arm around Joxer's. He took the knife sticking out of it and carved off a bit of the juicy meat. He held the morsel before Joxer's mouth offering him a bite. Joxer tenetatively wrapped his lips around the proffered food. His lips and teeth graze Auto's fingers.

He heard the moan and felt it vibrate through his body. Autolycus thrust his hips gently as Joxer licked his fingers.

"You're so beautiful, sexy," The thief whispered in his ear. Joxer moaned when he felt the hardness rubbing against his ass. Auto took a piece of the meat and ate then he offered more to Joxer. If he did this it wasn't going to be half way. Joxer may be healing well he still needed taken care of...not just sexually. Joxer needed care, protection, and love Auto was a bit scared but knew he could provide for his new lover.

They would have their fill of food and if Joxer needed to rest they would rest and if Joxer was shy and unsure they could go slow. His cock strained against his pants painfully. The gentle curve of Joxer's ass was so inviting. It knew where it belonged. Even through their clothes the heat was so perfect and enticing.

They finished off the meat and had some wine and fruit. The wine was sweet and pleasantly warm but not too strong to prevent either of them from performing.

Auto gently pushed Joxer up and took him to the bed. There was a small table next to the bed with a bottle sitting conspicously in the center. Auto picked it up uncorked it and sniffed. It was faintly perfumed. He stuck his finger in the bottle already certain he would find it to be oily and slick. He rubbed his finger and thumb together then wiped his fingers on his shirt.
Joxer stood there watching him, waiting for him to make the first move. Auto set the bottle down for the moment and looked to his love. He put his hands on the hem of Joxer's shirt and started lifting it. It was on the floor and his hands were tracing the scars on Joxer's torso both old and new. The newest a long slash from hip to just above his naval was still stitched but the pink scar tissue showed the stitches were not really necessary. He didn't want to risk it opening though. Older scars were there to touch and examine. His poor Joxer, so abused. Even a war hardened solider probably didn't have half so many. He stepped around the man examining him. Lots of the marks were faint and thin, but others were long and jagged...His back had disturbing cross hatching that made the thief bite his lip in sympathy.

Joxer stood rigid. He held his breath as he felt fingers tracing his scars. Yes he had a lot of them. He hoped he wasn't disgusting to look at always boasting about being mighty and handsome lying to himself and hoping everybody else would play along. He knew it was too good to be true, "You can still get out of this. I know I'm disgusting."

"You're gorgous," Joxer felt himself turned and kissed passionatly on the lips. The thief acted his part stealing his way into Joxer's mouth allowing his tongue to trace the interior tasting the food and wine they had just enjoyed.

He pulled away, "You're perfect." He kissed his cheeks. Auto was shrugging his top off next showing Joxer his toned torso. He was far from perfect thought he was fit he had his scars too. A puckered slash across his belly from one of his first jobs as a young thief. He'd been caught and stabbed and left for dead, only he didn't die. Something made him get up from the back alley he had been left in and he found his way to a temple where he was treated. Perhaps his first time questioning his peternity. A normal mortal would have surely died...then lookng at Joxer he had to wonder if he underestimated mortals. He got better at robbing and he had no where near the battle scars Joxer sported but he had his marks. A burn scar on his bicep from falling as a child into the fire pit and hitting his arm on the culdrin, a long thin slice across his ribs from a very narrow escape from an angry solider weilding a very large sword...

"You're almost as muscular as herculese," Joxer said in an awed voice.
Auto felt a tinge of jealously at the mention of Herculese. That guy had to have it all and now the admiration of his lover.

Joxer saw the frown marring his face and reached for him. He leaned forward and kissed his lips. Not the passionate tangling of tongues Auto had given Joxer, but a simple shy peck. He put his hands on the other man's chest feeling the scars and slight nicks. They would have to swap stories about scars sometime. His fingers rubbed against Auto's nipples.   They stiffened and Auto groaned. Joxer was making him weak in the knees.   Shy touches to his body in the perfect way to torture and tantalize. He pulled Joxer to him and tugged his charcoal pants down. His followed quickly. Auto thrust into Joxer feeling that the other man was just as hard as him. Thier cocks slid against each other. Auto grabbed the oil and poured it into his hand he grabbed their dicks and started rubbing them togther and oiling them at the same time. Joxer thrust into his hand.

"Feels different then using my hand..." He grunted and blushed hard.
Auto pushed the other man back onto the bed and crawled on top of him. He coated his fingers in oil, "I need to prepare you." Auto normally went for the ladies but it wasn't his first time stretching someone...He assumed it was the same for men and women, "I'll admit this isn't my first time doing this but I promise I have never wanted anyone more than I want you right now and I never will." He inserted a finger slowly. Joxer gasped and clenched around him, "Relax Joxer I have to do this or it will hurt worse later." Joxer had his eyes clenched as tight as his ass. He was panting and looked more scared then arroused. Based on his wilting cock he was not enjoying things very much. Auto grabbed his dick and gently started stroking.

Joxer spread his thighs slowly. His body heated up and Auto felt him starting to relax. He was able to slip his finger in all the way. He felt around inside. It was softer then he had ever remembered a woman's backside feeling. He didn't know if this was due to the potion or if it was all Joxer. He rubbed something that felt a bit different and Joxer moaned loudly and bucked against his hand.

"Oh Yeah! That's it," He smirked. He'd had discovered Joxer's pleasure spot. Each time he rubbed it Joxer relaxed more until he was putty in the thief's hands.

He inserted another finger stretching the ring of muscle. Joxer had grabbed a silk covered pillow and covered his face as he babbled incoherencies into it, "Ahhh! Yes! That! There touch it...keep rubbing it! Fuuuhhh! Please!" He bucked saying please and came coating Auto's hand.

The other man grabbed the pillow off Joxer and wiped the cum on it and tossed it aside. He lifted Joxer's legs and seated himself between them. Pouring the rest of the bottle in his hand he slathered his dick. It jumped like an excited stallion rearing back.

"Are you sure?" Auto asked, suddenly deadly serious. It took all of his will to stop his hips thrusting into the tight heat of Joxer's ass. His cock twitching in need looking down at the unbearable sexy sight of a flushed Joxer with his swollen cock laying on his belly.

Joxer nodded closing his eyes and turning his head to the side. That wasn't good enough, "I need to hear you say it. Damn it! I need..."

"I'm ready, I want this," Joxer shouted surprised at his own need, "I love you!"

"Gods, I love you too," Auto replied as he slid his cock slowly inside Joxer, "Love you so much Joxer." Joxer gasped in pain. It really hurt, stretching had been nothing next to this. He gasped raggedly. Autolycus flinched,

"Sorry Baby." He made it all the way in. His cock crammed up against Joxer's prostate, his world lit with pain and pleasure. He choked and gasped. Auto lay on top. Joxer seemed so small under him.

"Shhh," Auto kissed his neck, "I won't move until you're ready." Joxer's ass molded around his dick like nothing ever had. It was as if it were made just for him...who's to say this wasn't fate. It felt so right.

Joxer thrust his hips driving Auto's cock even deeper. The excruciating heat and tightness driving him mad. Auto started to move his hips. Slowly pulling back and pushing in. In and out, in-out, in-out, over and over. It was going so fast now. He was so close. He'd never cum in an ass, women didn't seem to like that, but he knew that was part of the deal. He was going faster. Joxer's legs wraped around his waist. His rhythmic grunting egging the other on. Auto felt the familiar buzz of orgasm breeching his concious thoughts. Smack, smack, grunt, smack, gasp, squelch, spurt. Such sexy noises coming from them. Joxer pecked kisses over his face as he met Auto thrust for thrust. Smacking turned more brutal as both men drew closer to the peak. Quiet grunts from Joxer turn to screams of, "Auto! I'm going to...I'm close!"

"I'm close too!" Auto replied in a very slightly calmer voice, though it trembled. His vision lost focus as his entire body sang in orgasm and hot white semen filled Joxer to the brim. Joxer painted their bellies with his white essence.

"Gods!" Auto hissed into Joxer's ear, "You're really mine, love you Jox!" He licked Joxer's earlobe. Joxer turned to sated mush under him.
"Wow!" Joxer whispered in a voice of awe, "That was..." Joxer's legs fell limp.

"Perfect, amazing, mind blowing?" Auto supplied descriptives. He slid out of Joxer slowly watching his seed leak out of his loosened hole. They would be doing that again really soon, and really often. He rolled to the side bringing Joxer on top of him giving his sexiest smirk possible. Joxer returned it with a pained smile as he came off his orgasm and the aches in his body came to the forfront. The smirk fell from Auto's face seeing his new lover wincing in discomfort.

"Oh gods! I hurt you...I knew I should have gone slower!" He grabbed Joxer's cheeks and pulled him into a kiss, "I'm so sorry Babe."

"It's ok...I just need a little rest," His eyes were drooping. 'Poor guy must be tuckered out after all that,' Auto thought and smiled gently. Joxer lay his head on Auto's chest and drifted off rubbing his belly absently. If the gods were telling the truth he was pregnant now. He was too tired sore and sated to truly think on it.

"What would we name it?" He mumbled to himself more than to his partner.

"We'll come up with something," His lover's whisper came from a mile away and the kiss to his temple barely registered as he closed his eyes to sleep. Auto soon joined his lover in sleep.
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