Olympia: Planet of Men (Ch. 12)

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I had hoped to have a moment to gather myself after the conversation I just experienced. I knew better of course. The moment the small craft was off the ground Derek bombarded me with questions.

“Holy shit! You’re a god!”, he half-shouted into the small space while pointing both hands at me.

I smiled uncontrollably.

“No I’m not! … Didn’t you hear them? Even they said they’re not gods.”, I tried to reason with him, but my expression likely betrayed me.

“Of course I know you’re not really a god… 

But you know what I mean!”, he insisted as he pressed the sides of his head with his hands. This whole time he couldn’t keep his eyes off of me. I could tell he was trying to see something he hadn’t seen before.

I didn’t say anything. I shrugged in response and couldn’t hide the perpetual grin.

“I just don’t get it… I mean… you’re insanely attractive… but they’re so different. So tall, so… I don’t know!

…

But you are kinda tall… and your dad’s… your dad is POSEIDON! Holy shit!

What does that mean??”, He babbled almost incoherently. It was clear his mind was considering a million things at once. He was as overwhelmed as I was, but I tried to keep my cool when surrounded by Apollo, Poseidon, and Hermes.

“What do you mean? It means a lot of things, I think…”, not the answer he was looking for. I wasn’t sure what to say. 

I quickly glanced out at our surroundings. At this point in our trip I noticed that the skyscrapers were becoming more frequent, and much taller. Toward the horizon was a veritable forest of gleaming glass spires. The density was like that of NYC, but sprawling much farther, and reaching much higher. 

“…

Well… I guess… 

So you know how Apollo was all glowy and shit..? And hermes could fly… I think? Was it his shoes…?”, Derek was spewing every thought that crossed his mind like word vomit. He looked somewhat lost, but undeniably excited. “Will you be doing anything like that?”

“Yea, probably.”, I answered. His eyes widened. “… Poseidon says he can control and breath water. Supposedly I might inherit some of that.”

Derek’s mouth slowly dropped with every word. He paused for a moment apparently thinking about what I just told him.

“If you actually walk on water I’m gonna lose it”, he teased. I chuckled at him.

“Hah, I told them about the dream… Poseidon mentioned that he could.”, I shrugged.

“So crazy…”

The rest of the short trip consisted of more questions, some of which I had no answers to. He wanted to know more about the whole family including Zeus and Hades. I never thought to ask about them when I was with my father and… cousins. I realized then that my family had grown significantly. 

Our conversation ended abruptly when a familiar tower came into view. The twisting construct that Athenus showed us was quickly approaching. 

“Oh wow…”, it looked gorgeous in person. 

I expected our transport to take us down to the ground level, but was surprised when it flew right into the side, landing gracefully on one of the sizable balconies.

The circular doors slid open allowing us both to disembark. We stepped out onto a grassy terrace with a variety of foliage giving the appearance of a private garden in the sky. Towards the center of the tower were very tall glass walls separating the cylindrical interior core from the exterior balconies.

“This must be ours.”, Derek suggested as he walked toward the apartments.

“Yea…”, I swooned as I took it all in. The view of downtown was gorgeous. It reminded me of Star Wars with all the flying vehicles darting around between impossibly tall towers. It was far more beautiful however. 

I turned to follow Derek into our new home. As we got closer a pair of sliding glass doors opened to allow us in. We walked up the few steps that stretched along the entire perimeter and stepped inside.

The interior was very spartan, like the hotel room was initially. There was nothing more than a bathroom and a bed in the large semicircular space. Across the room was a door leading into the lobby with a pair of elevators and the entrance to my apartment. It was essentially a mirror image of Derek’s apartment.

“Hmmm…”, I muttered, contemplating what to do next. Derek looked over at me.

“Should we redecorate? I don’t know about you, but this isn’t gonna work for me.”

“Oh definitely”, I agreed. “I wonder how we do that though…”

I looked around the room hoping the answer would be obvious. There were no mirrors like in the hotel room, but looking at the glass made me think of the showers on the ship.

I walked up to the nearest portion of the large curved glass wall. Derek must’ve caught on as he quickly walked over to stand next to me. 

There was no response immediately. We stood there for a second expecting the glass to detect our presence. I thought about calling out for Athenus to see if maybe he was here but Derek had another idea. He reached out and gently tapped the glass with a single finger.

A deep mechanical-esque ‘whooom’ sound seemed to come from the point he touched and pixels appeared in a wave like fashion only to condense into an interface.

“Nice”, he commented with a grin.

We spent the next ten minutes or so exploring the options on the screen. It was similar to the mirror interface with many more options. We learned how to manipulate certain aspects of the floorplan so that our separated apartments and balconies could be joined into one. Every aspect of the space could be changed, even the exterior. The only exceptions were structural elements such as the elevator shaft and four large pillars. 

In the end we decided on an art deco inspired design. It had one bedroom in a loft with a large and very comfortable bed. A spiral staircase provided access to it. On the first level was a bathroom, a living space, and a fully stocked kitchen. We discussed leaving a space for our own sim only to realize that we could use the whole apartment and return it to its original state when we’re done. 

After the sim had finished materializing the new layout we spent some time exploring the space. It felt strange having an elevator in the living room but it and the balcony wouldn’t allow anyone without access to enter. 

The kitchen was one of my favorite rooms. I was never much of a chef in Mike and Trish’s house but Derek claimed to love cooking. I eagerly agreed to join him in expanding our skills in the culinary arts. It felt like something out of a home and garden magazine. There was a large marble slab island surrounded by counters with various types of equipment we were used to seeing on earth like blenders, mixers, and utensils. 

The living area reminded me of the Assembly to a degree because the large circular couch sunk into the floor. In the center of the ring was a slightly elevated round cushion for lounging and amorous activities. 

The bathroom was absolutely perfect, after our spa-like experience in the hotel I wanted to make sure we had something like it at our home. The marble tub was enormous and had a small waterfall feature. It was like having a small swimming pool in our home. There was also a shower much like the ones on the starship but designed to fit the blue-gray and silver decor of the room. 

“What would you say to a bath?”, Derek asked playfully as he skimmed his hand over the warm water.

I smiled in reply, it sounded like a wonderful idea after our long morning. I walked up the steps to the edge and descended the ones leading into the moderately deep pool of water. Standing up it was about elbow deep in the center with bench-like protrusions around the edges. The temperature was perfect.

I sank down into the warm water, letting it envelop me. Derek jumped in with a modest shallow dive. He swam beneath the surface for a moment before circling back towards me. I was sitting in a corner watching him.

When he came up for air he was between my legs. He immediately lunged forward and kissed me. Feeling his body pressed against mine washed away all my anxiety from the last couple hours. I was once again connected to the man I was falling in love with. 

We made out in the warm bath for several minutes. It was purely romantic for a while. We’d pause and admire each other before joining lips once again. I loved seeing his perfect body slick with water. Before too long though Derek seemed to have something else in mind.

While our tongues danced in and out of each other’s mouth I felt his large firm hand sliding between my legs. He moved with purpose and rested it below my balls. He gently squeezed my taint and allowed his fingers to reach down toward my hole. I spread my legs a little to give him better access. I giggled into his mouth at the sudden intrusion. I loved it when he would get handsy.

I reached down and grabbed at his hard cock. It was pointing straight upward as it floated in the water beneath us. I gave it a few strokes as he tried slipping a finger into me. He wasn’t having much luck with only the water there to help lubricate. 

Fortunately it seems like lube dispensers in bathrooms are a common thing in Olympian culture. A small array of faucets sat in one corner of the massive bath.

I shifted and slowly swam over to the corner. I turned back to face Derek and beckoned him toward me. He didn’t hesitate. He was back on me in an instant. 

We made out feverishly in this new corner of the bath. I lifted my leg up and laid back to give him access again but he had other plans.

“Why don’t you turn around and lean over the edge for a second.”, he suggested with a sexy grin.

I kissed him and did what he asked. 

Before I could even settle into this new position I felt his face wedge its way between my cheeks and his tongue lapping at my hole. I instantly let out a moan.

“Mmmmmmm…”

Derek reached up and grabbed my ass with both hands to give himself better access. He pulled my cheeks apart and began tongue fucking me. I absolutely loved the feeling of his tongue slipping inside me. Of all the things he shoves in there, it’s my second favorite. 

Occasionally he’d pull his tongue out and bite one of my cheeks. It always caught me by surprise but I loved the feeling. He’d do this several times before rimming me again. I loved not knowing when he’d return his tongue to my hole. 

After a few minutes of this he discreetly reached over and coated a couple fingers in lube. I almost didn’t notice I was so lost in the pleasure.

He gave my ass a quick slap as he pulled his mouth away. There was a brief pause. I looked back at him and he had his characteristic mischievous look on his face. I could tell by the motion of his arms that he was coating his cock in lube. 

A second later he was inserting a finger into me to loosen me up and lubricate my hole. His fingers sliding into me had me shivering. It wasn’t my favorite sensation but it was the anticipation of what he’d use next that got me going.

It wasn’t long before he removed his fingers and I felt the thick slick head of his dick pressing against my rear entrance. I just loved the feeling. That initial sensation of his raw cock rubbing against my hole, knowing that I’m about to take him. 

He teased me by sliding his rod up and down against it. Building up my anticipation. I wondered when he’d finally give me what I wanted. 

Derek leaned forward as he tormented me. He gently bit the flesh on my back, it sent shivers down my spine. As he did, he finally started to press himself into me. I relaxed and did my best to offer no resistance. Every time we fucked I was more surprised at how much easier it was to take him. 

In a slow and steady movement he slid himself entirely inside. The feeling of having him back in me was divine. I always felt as though I never wanted him to pull out. 

He began his slow piston-like movement, sliding in and out of me. He never straightened himself back up, continuing to softly bite my back. The act only enhanced the waves of pleasure from his cock as he picked up the pace.

“Fuck me…”, I moaned.

All I got in response was a laugh mixed with a guttural grunt. He leaned back and grabbed onto my hips. I knew what it meant and I was more than ready. His grip tightened and after he pulled back, he slammed his thick rod deep inside. Over. And. Over. 

His initial gentle pace had switched into overdrive. He was more fuck machine than man. He pounded me more enthusiastically than he ever had before. I arched my back to give him better access to my ever loosening hole. His member had me stretched open and eager for more.

I felt a familiar sensation building with his cock barrage. He was getting me close.

“Oh my goood…”, I whined as the pleasure increased.

Derek giggled in amusement. I wasn’t expecting that reaction but it didn’t stop him. He reached up and grabbed my shoulder with one hand for a better grip and continued his powerful thrusts. 

“I’m about to cum”, he announced in a hushed but eager voice.

“Me too! I’m- … unnnnnn”, I grunted. It felt incredible. Cumming without touching myself was absolutely wonderful. It almost felt like I was about to pee until the orgasm hit in full force, and what an orgasm it was. With Derek pounding away it felt as though it lasted forever. The moment he began to nut inside me only intensified it. I could feel his rod swelling as it throbbed and injected me with his seed.

“Fuck yes”, he cried.

Once he was depleted he leaned forward again and rested against my back. 

We laid there for a while in the warm water soaking in the afterglow of an amazing session. I’m not sure how much time had passed in my haze.

We were brought back to reality when a pleasant chime rang out inside the apartment. It startled the both of us.

“What was that?”, I asked.

“Uhhh, I dunno… weird doorbell?”, he suggested.

“Hmm…”

We both stood up and grabbed some towels. As I was drying off I rounded the corner into the living area to see if there were any signs of the source. It was immediately apparent.

On the balcony where our glass orb transport once sat was a different type of vehicle. It looked like a blue gray sports car with no wheels and reflective glass windows taking up most of the exterior. There were also a series of thrusters much like those in the orbs. It was hovering about a foot off the ground and one of its sliding doors was open.

Stepping out of this flying futuristic transport was none other than my father. Behind him the sky was getting darker, the pale yellow sun was just barely touching the horizon. 

“It’s my d- … dad”, I called out to Derek, hesitating a little. It felt strange using that word to refer to him, it was the first time and I knew it would take some getting used to.

“Oh? Nice”

I walked over toward the glass doors that lead to the balcony, still drying myself off as I did. Despite slowly getting used to the constant nudity, I felt a little strange greeting my father while drying myself off with nothing but a towel. 

As I approached the door some text appeared along the glass: “You have a guest, grant him permission to enter?”

“Yes.”, I replied out loud to the prompt. 

Once Poseidon was close enough the glass doors opened for him automatically. I was trying to get some water out of my ears as he stepped into our apartment.

“Damon! Hope I’m not interrupting anything.”, he implored.

“Nope, we just finished trying out the new bath.”, I insisted.

“Great… I like what you’ve done, it’s beautiful.”

“Thanks, I’m sure we’ll make some changes, but we really liked this option.”, I continued the small talk. Derek finally made an appearance at this point.

“Hello there”, my father greeted him.

“Hey!”, Derek responded enthusiastically. He grinned from ear to ear. His attraction to Poseidon was obvious.

“I was just commending your taste in decor, I really like your style.”

“Thanks, it’s definitely a few steps up from my basement in Arkansas.”

There was a brief pause as we all swung our heads around to appreciate the design of our new home.

“So! You boys excited for tonight?”, my father asked.

“Sure!”, Derek replied immediately.

I nodded with a grin. I wasn’t sure if I was or not yet. I had no idea what to expect. We had hardly seen any other Olympians besides the guys we traveled with. I half expected it to be like our night at Travelers, the club on Starship Telaria, but on a much larger scale.

“Any thoughts on what to wear?”, Poseidon prodded.

“… wear?”, I blurted in confusion. “Wh-”

“Yea! …”, he interrupted. “I mean … you don’t have to wear anything, of course, but it’s sort of tradition. Especially during a party!”

“Hmm … we had no idea.”, Derek admitted. I shrugged in agreement. 

“Ah, I suppose that’s fair.”, Poseidon relented. “Well, this should be fun then. Generally people wear something flashy or showy for parties.”

“Like Hermes and his fancy space cloak?”, I asked.

“Exactly, although some might say that was a little modest in comparison.”

“What are you gonna wear?”, I insisted, his green cloak was nice but I was curious.

“I haven’t decided yet, I’ll figure something out. Have you met your AI?”

Derek and I quickly exchanged questioning glances.

“Nope”, I responded. “We hadn’t thought about it. It’s not Athenus?”

“Probably not, usually each building has their own. Athenus is more of a public AI.”, Poseidon walked over to the glass and started quickly navigating through the interface. 

“Ajax?”, he called out after a few seconds.

The familiar sim shimmer appeared on the ceiling and a golden cloud of dust quickly descended toward the floor to form a humanoid shape. Unlike Athenus this attractive masculine figure looked somewhat unnatural. His skin was entirely metallic and golden. He also wore nothing at all. 

“Hello”, he greeted us. “It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

His voice was cool and resonant, he lacked the cheerful demeanor of the AI we had already gotten to know.

“Hey there”, Derek returned.

“You as well, would you be so kind as to help these two with their wardrobe?”, Posiedon requested.

“Certainly.”, he stated. In a few seconds, holographic mirror images of Derek and I appeared at either side of Ajax. I was instantly reminded of my sim trip to Paris when Athenus helped me pick out a new look.

“What might you two have in mind?”, the radian AI asked.

I looked at Derek then my father questioningly. I had no idea what to wear. My father spoke up.

“How about something modest, yet imposing… and don’t forget the talaria wings.”

I shot him a quick and curious look. He merely grinned at me. Hermes slyly suggested that we wear them several hours ago during the introduction.

Ajax didn’t seem to react to this new input at all. He merely maintained his gaze toward my father as the two holograms on either side of him began to change. 

Both Derek and my doppelgangers were suddenly sporting the same outfit. Capes seemed to be exceedingly popular as we were both wearing solid white capes that covered the tops of our shoulders. Above the left shoulder was a single elaborate golden pauldron with a golden strap diagonally wrapped across our chests. On either wrist was a solid gold bracer and on our feet were a pair of golden sandals with a pair of golden talaria wings that resembled the ones Hermes wore. It was a stunning outfit, but not as eccentric as I was expecting. It made us look like the “gods” we’ve met up to this point.

“I kinda like it!”, Derek announced and looked at me expectantly.

I didn’t immediately give my opinion. I was thinking it over.

“What do you think son?”, Poseidon asked. I felt a warmth at his use of that word. I was beginning to like it.

“… It’s nice … It just feels like it needs something else.”

“Alright. Ajax, could you possibly adjust it to be a little more flamboyant, perhaps with a touch of my personal style?”

“One moment.”, Ajax responded. Our outfits changed once again. The white and gold color palette stayed the same but the style changed a fair amount. The singular pauldron morphed into a much more elaborate design attached to a diagonal strap that resembled the lattice of a ship’s shroud. It was absolutely gorgeous. The sandals on our feet changed in style to something closer to resembling nets as well.

I smiled, I liked this look quite a bit more. It made me feel a strange sense of pride.

“Better?”, Poseidon asked.

“Yeaaa, hmm… can I see it with a green cloak, like my father’s?”, I asked Ajax.

Without responding the bleach white cloak on my figure shifted to the same seafoam green as Poseidon’s cloak. 

“Nice”, Derek commented. I looked over at Poseidon, he wore a subtle expression of pride as he nodded his head in approval.

“Hmm.. do you think I should keep mine white? Shouldn’t the colors maybe match?”, Derek asked. I was a little surprised by his request.

“If you want… you could use the same green, or maybe like a pastel red?”, I suggested. The artist in me was thinking of a way our cloaks would compliment each other.

“Red sounds nice, I could rock that!”

Without waiting for affirmation the white cloak on Derek’s mirror image shifted to a pastel red to perfectly compliment the green cloak on my outfit. 

“Awesome!”, I remarked. “Looks great to me.”

Derek nodded with a satisfied look. 

“One last thing…”, Poseidon interjected. “Ajax, can we get some festive illuminations on the cloaks?”

“Of course.”, the AI agreed.

Suddenly the lighting in the room dimmed. The glass that separated us from the exterior became tinted. Our simulated mirror images turned themselves to face away so we could get a view of the backside of the cloaks. It was a little strange seeing myself like this from behind, it wasn’t the same as looking into a mirror. It was simply unsettling.

Suddenly the darkened cloaks on both figures began to glow in select areas following geometric patterns. The glowing rippled through the pattern which changed in somewhat subtle ways. It was gorgeous. My jaw dropped in admiration.

“There we go”, my father approved of the design change.

“I love it.”, I agreed.

“Yep!”, Derek added.

“Fantastic, Ajax?”, Poseidon turned to the golden AI.

In response he shifted his gaze toward the duplicates. As he did they began to fade in a shimmer. At the same time, the same shimmer began to surround my and Derek’s bodies. After a few seconds the outfits appeared on the both of us. Feeling the sudden weight and tightness of the pauldrons was an interesting sensation but overall it was perfectly comfortable.

Derek grinned when he saw the real me wearing the regal-esque ensemble.

“You look awesome..”

“Thanks”, I blushed. “You do too.”

Poseidon folded his arms and looked us both over. 

“What do you think?”, I asked him.

“I think you look great in that color”, he smiled. “Ajax, can I get a snapshot of these two?”

“Of course, a recording has been uploaded to your personal storage.”, Ajax responded.

“Thanks. … Well, what would you two say to a quick drink while I decide on what to wear?”

I looked over at Derek, his expression told me he was more than happy with the idea. 

“Sure!”, he agreed.

“We actually have a few options in the kitchen. What do you like?”, I inquired.

“I’m not picky, anything with rum, or a well made rosé. I spent a lot of time in the French Riviera, I love the stuff.”

“I’ve never had it. We might have a bottle.”, I turned to Derek to see if he knew but he was already in the kitchen pulling open the door to the wine cooler. He initially pulled out a bottle of champagne, read the label, and promptly put it back. He went through two more bottles before pulling out one with a pale pink liquid inside. 

“Rosé!”, he announced. “Chateau Mathilde… hmm…”

He immediately started to uncork the bottle. 

“Never heard of it, I’m sure it’s good.”, my dad remarked.

POP!

I jumped slightly at the unexpected loudness. I walked over to join Derek in getting the drinks ready while Poseidon approached Ajax for his own personal consultation. I made it to the rack of wine glasses, grabbed three, and placed them on the counter. Poseidon’s mirror image had appeared by this point.

I watched as he spoke to our AI. I assumed he was describing his ideas for an outfit. While I watched Derek began to fill each glass up halfway. He’d pick one up and tilted it as he poured.

By the time Derek had poured the third glass a somewhat recognizable outfit had appeared on the mirror Poseidon. It was very similar to the ones Derek and I were wearing, but this one had two pauldrons. Instead of a diagonal strap it had a lattice going around his chest and over his shoulders. It was essentially a “designer” golden harness. The design of his sandals changed to match the ones we were wearing but there were no wings. His cloak didn’t change much, it was the same green, but he opted to also include the illuminations.

I could see him nod approvingly as I grabbed two glasses and started heading towards him. The outfit change was complete by the time I was reaching out my hand to offer him his drink. Ajax faded away as well.

“Looks good”, I remarked.

“Thanks, I thought so too. Your AI has good taste.”

“Good to know.”, I looked around the apartment wondering if he had something to do with its design.

“Mmmm… Yea that’s pretty good.”, my father said after he apparently took a sip of his drink. I followed suit and tasted it myself.

It was pretty delicious. It had a bit of crispness to it and was quite sweet. I could see why he enjoyed it. 

The three of us sat down on the recessed sofa and chatted for a few minutes while sipping our drinks. We mostly asked questions about what to expect at the festival tonight. Apparently the wings would pretty much guarantee that we’ll be the center of attention, which means doing lots of shots. Internally I wasn’t so sure how I felt about it, but my dad was right in front of me encouraging it. He told us that the style of the wings changes every festival and can only be created for newcomers, but many people will still wear their own variations of it. 

We were also told to expect an abundance of debauchery. It was somewhat odd hearing my parent describe ‘the largest orgy he’s ever seen’. Derek seemed enthused by the notion. 

By the time we finished off the bottle of rosé and our conversation we could see the symposia district in the distance starting to become a beacon of various colors shining into the sky. When we stepped onto the balcony to see my father off we could feel the subtle thumping of the bass from the music. 

Poseidon wanted to go on to the symposia district to meet up with his nephews, while we wanted to see what Trent and Jiho were up to. After my father’s transport lifted itself up and darted off into the city Derek and I requested Ajax’s assistance in contacting Trent and Jiho. They were apparently just finished getting ready and agreed to meet up at our place as it was on their way toward the festival. 

Derek and I opened up a bottle of champagne and waited for our friends to arrive in our new home, becoming increasingly excited about the night ahead.

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