In Athens as the evening grew late, revelers slowly made their way home from Solstice parties all over the city. High atop the crowded streets the huge Acropolis complex was largely deserted as Athena, like every other Goddess who attended Euphrosyne's party, had allowed all of her Nymphs to attend as well. Her temple largely deserted, only two lone figures remained inside; the lovely Grid, now high priestess to Athena, and cowering at her feet massaging her soles, her "pet". This slave was the same unfortunate and foolish guard Athena had given to Grid several years earlier and his service to her had been quite harsh.
Honored to be left in charge of the temple while the Goddess was away, she still sighed as she was lonely, especially at this time of year. Everywhere else in Greece families and lovers were partying the night away, the wine flowing and the feasts never ending. Looking across the plaza of the temple towards the palace of Archimedes on an adjacent hill, it blazed as if on fire, signaling untold revelry obviously taking place inside its high marble walls. Sighing, Grid wished that she could participate in the merriment, but as high priestess, and a non-Greek, her options were limited in the Goddess's favorite city despite her favor from Athena.
As the highest ranking human in the temple, she had decided to let all of her acolytes, servants and slaves off for the holiday like Athena had, except one. At her feet was her "personal" slave, but she considered him more of an "appliance" than an actual person. Kept naked, bound and permanently chaste, he only continued to live to serve her every wish a harsh sentence he would serve for life. Ordering him to bring her an amphora of wine, she sat alone in the cavernous grand entrance hall of the temple, the magnificent statue of Athena smiling above her as she sank into a funk, her thoughts returning to the sexy Orion. At times like this she often thought of her handsome savior and tonight especially she wished she could feel his masculine body worshipping hers as they both celebrated the arrival of the new sun.
As she waited for her naked slave's return with the wine, suddenly her senses started tingling as her long years of living in the barbaric north made her especially sensitive to any kind of danger. Sniffing the air, she spun around and stared into a dark corner of the temple and spied two red eyes glaring back at her from the black void.
Careful not to make any sudden movement, she slowly reached behind her and retrieved her ceremonial dagger from the altar, usually used only for sacrifices to the Goddess it certainly might come in handy now for defense. The stillness in the temple was suffocating as she locked eyes with the phantom shape and neither she nor it moved for a full five minutes. Finally the shape slowly emerged from the gloom and revealed itself fully in the dim light.
The eyes of the mysterious form belonged to an enormous and beautiful grey wolf, and to her astonishment it appeared to be smiling and even winked at her as it stepped out of the shadows. Her astonishment then grew even larger when the wolf now stood up on its hind legs and began to change shape, writhing and growling as fur became skin. Now completely changed into a human form, she lowered her dagger and rolled her eyes as she yelled out "Loki! What the fuck are YOU doing here?"
Back on Olympus the girls were reaching maximum rowdiness. The sight of the beautiful Solstice tree, and the announcement of the strip wine wrestling match about to begin between Ganymede and Dionysus added to the oceans of wine that had been consumed sent the inebriated mob into a frenzy. Rushing out into the gardens in a riot, Euphrosyne and her two sisters followed the crowd, enjoying the poetic mayhem they had created. As they stepped outside, Euphrosyne paused as she felt Hera's hand on her arm.
"Euphrosyne, I cannot compliment you enough on this spectacular evening. Olympus will be ground to dust and blow into the sea before any of us attending will ever forget tonight. Really, this is beyond anything anyone could pull off and you are to be congratulated."
Looking back into Hera's face, the Goddess was stunned by such high praise and could only warmly smile. Continuing, Hera spoke. "That said, I want to ask you a favor. Go easy on the boys, especially Ganymede. He has been my servant for eons and I really don't want him to suffer too much. If you can see it in your heart to let him go, please do this as a personal favor to me."
Euphrosyne winked back and to Hera's instant relief. "I appreciate what you are saying Hera, and trust me, I am NOT a total bitch. Now, just between you and me, I will let you in on a little secret. I am letting them BOTH go tomorrow morning so tonight is the last of their service of "slavery". Neither know it yet, and I wanted to enjoy a little more fun tonight at their expense."
Hera beamed and laughed, nodding her head in understanding. "You are a good woman Euphrosyne, a truly good woman. Please, enjoy your fun, I won't say a word!" she giggled as she put her fingers to her lips.
Now that all of the Goddesses and Nymphs had assembled around the tree, the huge brimming vat of Hormonally charged Nymph wine sloshing before them, Euphrosyne stepped up onto a table and addressed the crowd. "OK boys, into the pool!" she commanded as the girls went wild and Ganymede and Dionysus reluctantly stepped inside the swirling red liquid.
As both Gods were nearly naked already, the sacred wine soaked into their bare skin instantly and both were intoxicated almost immediately. Making matters worse for them both, especially given the brevity of their "uniforms" the wine instantly made both horny beyond reason and their mistletoe coverings rapidly were strained almost to the breaking point by their growing and throbbing erections. Now both standing thigh high in the vat, the Goddess looked out at the crowd and smiled as she addressed them again.
"The rules tonight are simple. Both will wrestle each other until one submits, and whoever is naked and pinned is declared the loser." Turning to the Gods in the wine she asked "Ready boys?"
Both reluctantly nodded their heads, their eyes already glassy in a lust crazed haze. Seeing them nod she shouted "BEGIN!"
Despite the effects of the wine, both shot out at each other from their corners in an unexpected fury. Both were not only desperate for release but terrified of serving out the other's sentence, so they were highly motivated. Since both were also Gods, and therefore perpetually at the peak of physical perfection, it was quite an erotic display and the women watching were entranced by the sight of the hunky melee in the vat. Ganymede was surprisingly strong, and within seconds had Dionysus head in a lock as he attempted to pin his left leg with his own. Struggling to free himself Dionysus shamelessly thrust his crotch forward as he tried to wriggle free, berries and leaves quickly falling from his tiny sock as he squirmed.
Amphrite and Pethio, both watching the two fighting in the red stew laughed as they resumed their foot battle over the horn of Keto, each growing increasingly wet as they watched these two perfect, nearly naked male bodies battle before them. An hour went by without any resolution, both miraculously still clothed despite the violent contact between them. As they continued to try and strip one another and wrestled, their firm muscular red drenched bodies thrashed and scuffled in the vat and put on quite a show. Bare legs and chests, firm thighs and stomachs, barely covered crotches all twisted and ground into the other's body as they tried to pin each other. Every Nymph watching became drenched right along with the Gods as they watched, a thousand delicate hands diddling themselves through a thousand dripping panties. The stalemate finally ended when Ganymede suddenly tackled Dionysus and had his neck firmly clenched between his thighs and his legs spread open and backwards in the air, his head held under the surface of the wine as he struggled frantically to get loose.
With Ganymede's face glowing in malevolent glee, he found he had a free hand as his left arm firmly held the tiring Dionysus's legs far apart and behind his own neck as he struggled to get his head out of the wine. This was just the sort of opportunity he had been looking for and now smiling widely, he knew it was time for Di-Di's big unveiling. With his free hand, he quickly grabbed the mistletoe sock displayed so prominently at his eye level and ripped it off in one quick motion, throwing it to the lusty and cheering crowd and freeing little Dionysus from his leafy sock. Suddenly denuded of his mistletoe wrapping, Dionysus's dick instantly sprang out and accidentally hit Ganymede squarely in the face, his exposed cock straining under the leash still wrapped around the base.
Now that one God was naked the already wild crowd went berserk as the Nymphs began chanting "Jack him off! Jack him off!". Ganymede, now thinking he had won, released the now completely nude Dionysus who instantly sunk under the surface of the wine. Standing triumphant in the middle of the pool, still clothed, his face glowed with a complete smirk of victory on his lips.
His celebration was premature as Dionysus now shot up from under the wine and flipped Ganymede upside down and held him in a full reverse bear hug, his hard cock slamming into the shocked God's upper back. Suddenly immobilized by this surprise move, Ganymede struggled but as Dionysus had his arms pinned by his legs, and his legs pinned by his arms, he could do nothing to escape. With a similar look of triumph, Dionysus used the only free object he could, his mouth, to grasp the tiny string of Ganymede's loincloth in his teeth and ripped it free, tossing it also into the crowd as he whipped his head to the side. Collapsing in exhaustion, both Gods now heaved and panted as they lay naked, hard and throbbing in the red stew of wine and grape leaves as the now completely frenzied and aroused Goddesses and Nymphs cheered wildly.
