The name is Deimos. Just in case you don't know who that is, mortals having a short memory and all, I am one of the ancient Gods of Greece. A son of mighty Ares, Lord of War and Lady Aphrodite, Goddess of Love. Ever since Yahweh and His Angels along with the Primordials brought about the Twilight of the Gods, I've been hiding out on the planet Earth. I still can't believe that upstart Yahweh managed to get rid of all the ancient gods and goddesses, not just of Greece but of just about every land or culture I can think of. Those who survived joined the Aristocracy of Hell and are lorded over by the fallen archangel Lucifer Morningstar, Yahweh's estranged son and sworn enemy. Oh, well. I guess that's what happens when you get cocky and think you're invincible.
I always knew the Twilight of the Gods was coming. No one truly lives forever. Even if you're an immortal or even a god. Sooner or later, someone or something is going to come along with a lot of power and they're going to take you down. It's what happened to Father Zeus and the Olympians, and the Titans before them. Nowadays, I'm told that Thanatos is running the show in the Underworld. He took over after Lord Hades and Lady Persephone were murdered by the Primordials allied with Heaven's Angels.
I'm quite saddened by the deaths of my fellow gods and goddesses but you know what, I'm just glad it wasn't me that got killed. Hey, that's what most people think after someone dies, regardless of what they say. I'm just more honest about it. Anyhow, life goes on, you know? I built a nice life for myself in the mortal world. These days, I'm Harold Winston, the CEO of MetalWorks Tech Incorporated, the leading supplier of weapons to the United States Army.
Yeah, it was fairly easy to gain control of this multi-billion-dollar corporation. The owner and CEO was a real dandy. A six-foot-two, lean, bronze-skinned, black-haired and green-eyed, sharp-featured man in his early forties. His father, Arnold Winston was a wealthy Irish businessman and his mother Elisa Mendoza was the gorgeous Puerto Rican gold digger who stole the billionaire's heart and bore him his only son before divorcing him and collecting ten million a year in alimony. Their divorce was tabloid fodder and even the subject of a TV movie in the early 1980s. I'm only mentioning this because both of Harold Winston's parents were mysteriously dead shortly after I first encountered him. A great ball of fire blew them away. I had to get rid of them. This made it easier for me. He was single, with no girlfriend, boyfriend or offspring. I burned him to a pile of ashes and assumed his identity. For one with my divine powers, shape-shifting is all too easy. I can make myself look like any man, woman or animal on this planet. All I need is to look at them once.
Why did I go through all this trouble? Simply because Harold Winston is one of the U.S. Government's favorite businessmen. They get their best weapons from him. He's in the business of war. War is in my blood. For this, I would risk my existence. Hey, even though there are Angels gunning for me with everything they've got, war is still in my blood. It comes as natural to me as flight does to birds, as slithering comes to snakes and treachery comes to the men and women of the human race. I'm just doing what I was born to do.
Recently, I found out that my brother Phobos the Tracker got himself in some trouble with his boss Thanatos, the God of Death. I knew this was coming. You see, Phobos has always been a bit of a prankster and Thanatos is as merciless and humorless as they come. I told my brother working for that madman was not a good idea. But Phobos never listens to me. I'm told that he shacked up on Earth, possessing a human body and indulging himself. Did he really think Thanatos wouldn't find out? Of course he did. And he sent Erebus to bring Phobos back. Who knows what horrors Phobos is enduring in the Underworld right now. I shudder to imagine. And as the inventor of three hundred forms of torture, I'm not squeamish. Still, Thanatos has levels of misanthropy and cruelty which the universe hasn't seen since the goddess Hecate passed away.
Thanatos and I have never been friends. He was the lead errand boy of Lord Hades, God of the Underworld, for untold thousands of years. As soon as his boss perished, Thanatos assumed the throne and began calling himself master. Oh, please. He's a boring little bastard with a superiority complex. Thanatos is a dumbass and a bully. And everybody knows it. Sooner or later, someone's going to kick his ass. I was kind of hoping Lucifer Morningstar would do it but the fallen archangel cut a deal with the God of Death instead. Someday, Hell and the Underworld would be allies against the Kingdom of Heaven. Lucifer intended to dethrone Yahweh, the God of the Covenant. I wish him the best of luck but I don't hold out much hope for someone who's going up against prophecy.
Speaking of Lucifer, I've got a meeting with him right now. When I teleported to my office in Manhattan, I found him already there. Lucifer Morningstar stood before me. A tall, good-looking young black man dressed in a dark gray Armani suit. He looked simply gorgeous. His magnificent white wings, invisible to mortal eyes, and intangible to mortal touch, shone brightly in my sunlit office. I smiled at him. He grinned, and said we had to talk. It's always a pleasure to chat with the Devil. He's a very astute businessman. He's the second most powerful being in the universe. Able to bend time and space to his will. Able to create or destroy worlds merely by thinking about it. He was invulnerable, immortal, super-strong, super-fast, able to fly, read minds, generate magical fire, shape-shift and do all kinds of other superb things. He could do things Pagan gods and goddesses could only dream of. Only Yahweh's Power was superior to his.
I buzzed my secretary, a stocky gay Irishman named Patrick on the intercom and told him to clear my schedule. Meetings with Lucifer were usually unpredictable so I had no idea what might happen. Lucifer took my arm and told me to come with him. With a snap of his fingers, I found myself teleported out of my office and elsewhere. Lucifer and I were standing on a sandy beach, somewhere in the Mediterranean. I was quite surprised by the locale. Lucifer grinned, saying he knew my fondness for Greece. I smiled. Of course I was happy to be back in Greece.
Lucifer and I sat a large oak table, and out of nowhere, a trio of handsome young men came to us, carrying trays of food and drink. I almost choked a sob when I realized what the dishes were. The drinks were Nectar, and the food was Ambrosia. The food of the Gods! I didn't think there was an immortal left alive who knew the recipe. Lucifer shrugged, and told me he had his ways. Nodding, I took a cup of Nectar and drank from it. Then I began chewing on Ambrosia, the most delicious food in the universe. Lucifer didn't take any. He simply watched me eat. He told me to take my time, he had some entertainment planned. With a snap of his fingers, he made the trio of male servants disappear. Then, new people popped before us out of the blue.
A six-foot-tall, muscular black man appeared before us. He was completely naked, and endowed with the biggest dick I'd ever seen. He introduced himself as Rex. I felt a stirring deep inside. Lucifer smiled, and told me he had personally enjoyed the man's sexual attributes many times. Next to the man, a six-foot-tall, busty, thick and big-bottomed, brown-skinned woman simply materialized. She introduced herself as Kylie. A second woman appeared. This one was six-foot-tall, broad-shouldered and muscular, with light bronze skin, gray eyes and a shaved head. She had the biggest tits and heart-shaped booty I'd seen in ages. A gorgeous Latina bodybuilder. Her name was Mina. I admired the trio Lucifer had summoned to entertain us. They were so beautiful. Lucifer gestured for them to come to us.Obediently, they came forward. Lucifer snapped his fingers and I watched my clothes vanish into nothingness. I almost felt self-conscious about my erect manhood. Almost. But not quite. Simply put, I wanted to get some. And these three gorgeous entertainers were happy to oblige. All three came to us.
Lucifer stood up and pulled Mina and Rex to him. He kissed them both, then they started to do their thing. I contented myself with Kylie. She kissed me passionately, then we began to get our freak on. Kylie licked me from head to toe, then reached for my cock. Kneeling before me, she took me into her mouth. I closed my eyes as she began to pleasure me. Meanwhile, Lucifer was having some fun. He kissed Rex and stroked the black man's long cock while Mina sucked him off. Oh, in case you haven't guessed it by now, Lucifer is forthrightly bisexual. He's never hidden it either.
Kylie sucked my cock and balls like a professional. I don't know where this gorgeous black dame learned her skills. She fondled my balls and licked the head of my long, uncircumcised cock like they were the sweetest thing she'd ever tasted. When I came, she drank my divine seed without spilling a single drop. Afterwards, she pushed me onto the hot sand, and climbed on top of me. The sight of this gorgeous black woman straddling me turned me on like you would not believe. Slowly, she lowered herself onto my manhood. Until my cock was sheathed in her pussy. I put my hands on her wide hips and thrust into her with all my might. Groaning, she began riding me like a cowgirl on a bronco. Man, I loved her style!