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We find ourselves moving up the side of a mountain that had numerous steep cliffs and edges that made it seem impossible to climb. On top of the mountain rests a large, grand looking temple with sculptures of anthros in regal looking clothing. The camera slowly showed each of them looking either elegant, beautiful, strong, or have an aura to them that made one feel awe.

Then the camera slowly approached a large brass doorway large enough for a dragon to enter. It slowly opened and showed a circular room that had several tall chairs inside, each one occupied by the real anthros and not some statues. Though these are giants compared to the normal size anthros you see everyday.

"Ylios! I'm growing sick and tired of you causing rain when I've made it clear the crops need sunlight!" barked a black furred doberman with a brown muzzle who wore a yellow toga with a shield on his left arm that had a sun on it and with a quiver of arrows on his back.

"Sun alone won't help the crops grow Kilade. They need plenty of water to sustain them." Replied back a green scaled lizard with a same colored toga on while wearing a blue sash with a raindrop on it.

"You just made it rain three days ago, and that was a downpour!"

"Quiet!" barked a red bulldog with a growl with red armor on with a black battle skirt and brown sandals with a sword beside him. "If you two want to fight then have the mortals do it for you! Or just do it yourselves if it means ending all this pointless talking."

"No need to use violence to solve this Marcellius." a blue furred shorthair cat with a blue scholar clothes while holding a book with her paws, "It's natural for even us to come to a disagreement." she stated in a calm tone.

"Hmmm, I have a better idea." spoke a white furred dalmatian with a ring of flowers on his head with a clean pink toga and was sitting on his throne with one leg draping over the side and the other over the front with the bottom part exposed as he tugged on the top part of his clothing. "We just sit back, and let our bodies do the talking~"

Zazlotl, sometimes I wonder if you like spreading your legs for anything with a pulse." remarked Ylios with a sigh.

"Well he is the god of desire after all." The blue shorthair named Sophial replied simply.

"As long as we don't see a downturn in profits I'm fine." remarked a white crane female who had a green top on and wore a long skirt with a bag of gold beside her as she counted some of the coins.

"Giena, do you ever stop staring at those things?"

"There's nothing wrong with having a little wealth with you at all times." Giena replied smiling.

"It won't matter in the long run." spoke a saddened voice as a purple colored bat with a black robe on and a scythe on her lap stared at the floor.

"Are you referring because eventually life has to end Grandellis?" Sophial asked the bat.

She nodded.

"It's true that every beginning has an end." one spoke who's a white dove who's wearing a white gown all over the form playing with a flute, speaking in a youthful female voice, "But every end is also a beginning."

"See? Iella's right." remarked Sophial.

Grandellis nodded her head, though not losing the sorrowful gaze.

That's when they saw the doors open again as a silver furred wolf walked in while he had bronze armor on with matching bracelets and a long cloth covering his legs as he walked in and sat on his throne which had the symbol for a tree on it. "Sorry I'm late, a forest burned down and the mortals prayed to me to bring the trees back."

"It's understandable Zymdarr." The lizard responded, "You are the god of nature after all."

That's when a loud boom was heard and they looked to see the toughest looking god enter. He was a brown bear with a firm expression with his chest exposed and wore a white sash with a long part of it covering his knees with gold sandals and with a golden scepter in his hand. Each of them gave a bow with their heads as he walked over and sat in the center chair. "At ease."

The other gods and goddesses rose up and sat in their respective chairs. "I hope you are well today." Sophiel stated kindly.

"Yes, I was gone for a while since it seems two warring countries had been fighting." he glanced at Marcellius. "Anything you would like to make mention of?"

"What do you mean?" The bulldog asked.

"It seems one of them had a sudden increase of power, even though they were losing. I also saw that they seem to hold you VERY high in regards."

Marcellius sighed as he faced him, "I just went and gave them a boost in morale strength. Nothing more."

"You seemed to be in a rush to help them. Was that before or after they offered some of their women?" teased Zazlotl.

He growled, "Don't drag me down to your level."

"Oh, is someone mad? Are you going to give me a spanking?" he winked.

He growled and was preparing to get up to lunge at him.

"Stop." spoke the bear with a frown. "There will be no fighting in this room. If you two have problems, then take it far away, but AFTER we're finished."

Marcellius growled, but composed himself. "Forgive me."

"Now then, has there been any grave news or updates I should know of?" asked the leader.

"During the war Marcellius involved himself in, there was a cost of some victims..." Grandellis spoke softly, her head down. "A young child was amid the departed souls..."

"Well it is not uncommon for children to get involved, so I'll ensure his family is granted hope." the bear stood up and raised his scepter before it glowed and he slammed the end down on the ground, sending a glowing wave all around that spread out from the mountain. "This will help with his family."

"As noble as always." Iella smiled.

"What else?"

"Well, I was just passing by when I saw your son in the middle of planting his own seed with a few women." remarked Zazlotl.

"Z-zazlotl!" Zymdarr cried out blushing in embarrassment and anger, "Who said you can tell him that?!"

"He asked and I answered." he giggled. "Besides, lately you've been sleeping with more women than usual. Is someone wanting to have the most demigod children of us all?"

"I-I was just having a little fun, plus I've been careful not to impregnate anyone." Zymdarr defended himself.

"Well if you have any try to be careful they don't become annoying as SOME gods." spoke Kilade glaring at Ylios.

"As well as they don't become short tempered as some I know." Ylios stated.

"Lord Rodrus, I'm happy to say one of my own children has begun to enlighten more mortals across the sea." spoke Sophial with pride.

"And I heard that a family is expecting twins to come into the mortal world." Iella said happily. "They should be expecting in a month."

"More lives who will pass on in the end..." Grandellis sighed forebodingly.

"You really should get a man in your life Grandellis. I bet someone here might be up for helping you relax." grinned Zazlotl.

"Just stay away from that pervert!" Marcellus warned looking at the dalmatian.

"Aww, is someone a little jealous?"

"After this, I'll deal with you outside." Marcellius stated.

"Ooh, kinky~"

"Just don't overdo it you two." Sophiel stated in concern.

"Alright enough." spoke Rodrus. "Is there anymore news that must be addressed?"

"A nearby town has implored a tax regarding mining and childcare." Giena stated with a smile. "I helped to ensure that it was fair for everyone."

"Good, the last thing we need is a high ruler establishing unfair taxes and siphon off his people like a parasite."

"I think that's everything." Zymdarr stated.

"Good, then this means this week's meeting is over. You are all dismissed."

The gods and goddesses bowed to Rodrus before beginning to leave.

The lord of them stood up and watched them go while setting his scepter down and followed them, more importantly the direction Marcellius and Zazlotl went.

The two of them entered a coliseum where they made in order to let out stress in any way on each other.

Zazlotl yawned while the bulldog god pulled his sword out. "Do you really need that? We both know how this ends. The same way it usually does."

"Shut it slut! It's about time that someone teaches you a lesson in humility." Marcellius growled out. "And I'll tell you this, you won't be enjoying this."

The dalmatian laughed before conjuring a staff up. "Then come get me big boy."

The bulldog charged at the spotted canine, sword ready. He swung at his head, but the staff blocked the blade while the dalmatian winked at him. "Don't mock me!" he yelled before attempting to headbutt him.

Zazlotl bent backward while feeling the god of war sweep his legs out from under him, making him fall on his back.

Marcellius grinned while moving on top of him. "Gotcha!"

"Or maybe I got you." smirked the god of pleasure as his hand quickly reached under the skirt and his hand grabbed Marcellius' balls, making the god groan. "I win, again."

"G-ggahh!" he blushed as he tried to move his hand away. "H-hey let them go!"

"Why?" he gave them a squeeze while licking his lips. "They feel all nice and full of your sperm. How many women have you bed since the last time we were like this?"

"C-cut the crap, I.." he stuttered while grunting.

"Two? Four? Or none at all?" asked the dalmatian while his other hand moved under and began to stroke the shaft.

He shuddered while stuttering. "T-t-two."

"I bet you're all pent up from the stress of helping out wars, right?" he smirked while pushing the battle skirt up while seeing the god's dick stand up. "What say you pour all that pent up stress in me?"

"Ngh..." Marcellius groaned at the teasing. "A-alright... I-I yield." he got out swallowing his pride. "Let's just end it here."

Zazlotl grinned before leaning up and flicked his tongue against the tip. "Oh come on now, we're like this and you want to end it?"

Marcellius groaned while berating himself. Everytime he tried fighting this god he ended up getting involved like this with his dick in Zazlotl's mouth or ass. "I-I just intended.. To fight." he stated his face reddening.

"Fight, or fuck~"

"I-" he started looking at the dalmatian's teasing face. He growled and moved his cock closer before grabbing his face and started pushing it over his cock with a groan. "Just suck it."

Zazlotl giggled as he slowly licks around the shaft, massaging Marcellius's balls as well. 'Mmm, nice and thick, and musky, perfect~'

Marcellius growled lustfully as he started thrusting back and forth.

Rodrus watched from one of the stands and shook his head since this was basically a thing. Marcellius gets mad, Zazlotl teases him, then they'd fight with the god of war eventually fucking the god of pleasure in plain view.

"You think he'd learn after 23 straight losses." he said to himself. While he was enjoying the sight, he glanced at the stands and noticed his own son there watching it, which surprised him because usually he watched these too by himself. 'Zymdarr? Why's he here?'

He saw his son's arm moving and looked closer to see his son leaning back against the stands, rubbing his hard dick at the sight, while his father was stunned to see him rubbing his ass at the same time. 'I never saw this before, he's usually around flirting and seducing mortal woman.'

And it was true, since he was born his son would usually flirt or bed any woman he spotted, he never was interested in males. But he could see it clear as day, his own offspring enjoying the show more than he himself did. He was the god of hope and was fine with both genders, but seeing his son into two males going at it was quite the shock.

Turning to the arena, he saw that Marcellius had just cum in Zazlotl's mouth with said god drinking it up with no prob. Then he saw Marcellius get off while Zazlotl got on all fours with the back part of his toga raised to show his ass and hard dick to them all.

"So god of war~..." Zazlotl said lust dripping in his voice. "Ready for round 2?"

He growled and held the god's hips before slamming his cock in without hesitation. The god of pleasure crying out in bliss. "Take it all you slut!"

Zazlotl panted happily as he nodded. His dick flopped as Marcellius began to move in and out of his tight asshole. "Your thick and hard, you must've been pent up for months~!" Zazlotl moaned out as he pushes back.

"Quiet slut!" he growled slapping the ass.

"Hahh~!" he cried out in pleasure from that. The god hummed from the sting while Rodrus himself was getting hard at the scene, but his eyes trailed back to his son who was starting to push two fingers into his ass.

'Didn't expect a erotic male on male desire from you son.' he thought chuckling. He stared at his son and licked his lips. 'Hmm, maybe I should see just how much he's tasted the male flesh.' he thought about going there to surprise him. But he saw his son's dick twitch before his son moaned out and his seed went flying into the air and landed on the stands. 'Impressive, he would have gotten any mortal woman pregnant with that much.' He saw his son relax as he continues watching, "I suppose I can ask him about this... after I check on the others."

He stood up and walked off back to the hall while picking up a distinct panting coming from one of the rooms. Feeling curious, Rodrus went to investigate. He moved over to where the library was and slowly pushed the door open.

"A-Ah....not there..." moaned a low female voice.

"Don't worry, I won't hurt you." another voice spoke out.

Rodrus peeked in and walked through the archway before peaking around a bookshelf to see Grandellis against one of the tables with Sophial and Iella, the cat goddess licking in between her legs and the bird squeezing her chest.

"Aww, your chest is so soft." Iella stated rubbing them gently.

"And you taste sweeter than you say down here." spoke Sophial dragging her rough tongue across the folds.

"Wh-what's going on... I.. I just came in for a book." Grandellis shuddered, her face reddening in embarrassment.

"Well we're just trying to help cheer you up from being so glum." Iella stated moving one of her wings to rub the bat's sides. "Consider it an extra special way~"

"B-but..." Grandellis stuttered reluctantly. She let out a louder moan feeling Sophial's tongue go in her which made her hold onto the table for support. "Nghh.."

Iella smiled as she move her wing away from Grandellis's side and started to rub Sophial's butt.

"H-Hey, we're suppose to make her feel good."

"That doesn't mean we can't help make others feel good." she stated stroking the soft cheeks tenderly. "Sophial your furs so silky."

Said cat gasped before she pressed her mouth against the bat's pussy and began sucking against it while wiggling her tongue inside.

"H-hahh~!" The bat quivered as she panted. "Oohh~."

"Sounds like you're starting to like it." smirked Iella while giving Sophial's butt a pinch.

The cat responded by moving her tail between the dove's legs.

"Oh! Sneaky." the dove murred feeling the tail rub her folds.

"Just trying to help others to feel good." Sophial muffled winking.

'Hmm, thoughtful of them, though I had hoped she might cheer up with a child.'

"Hey Grandellius?" Iella asked while murring from the feeling. "Have you ever thought about having a child?"

"N-No..." she moaned out.

"Why not? I'm sure one of the gods can help. Maybe even a mortal can provide one." Iella stated.

"Because...ah....It might see this world as pointless..."

"Grandellius, you can't let the thought of eventual death stop you from being happy." Iella said rubbing the bat's sides. "It pains to see my sister like that."

"But....who would impregnate me?"

"You won't until you try. I mean, I met a nice fox who worships me and requested to mate with me to have a child." Iella smiled.

"I've had several ask me to give them kids, so I'm sure one of them will give you one." spoke Sophila while licking around the inside of the pussy.

Grandellius shuddered a bit while giving a small smile. "I'll...I'll try."

Rodrus smiled and walked out. 'It's good to see her smile, maybe now she won't look on the negative every single day.'

He walked near the treasury as he spotted the god of sun and storm entering the room. He saw them enter, prompting him to walk over and listen in while hearing some talking before it went silent.

He carefully approached the room and looked inside. He was surprised to see Ylios on his knees with Kilade's dick in his mouth while spotting Giena rubbing her spot, enjoying the scene while tossing coins at their feet.

"Why is it that rival gods need relief with the help of each other?" The crane chuckled. "Some kind of rivalry in lust?"

"Y-You're the one...throwing coins like we're mere harlots." groaned Kilade while thrusting into Ylios' mouth. "This is him to make up to me for messing up with the crops too much."

"Really? Last time I lightened up my rain, the crops dried up because you shined the sun too much." Ylios muffled as he licks.

"I-Irrelevant!" he groaned while holding his head. "Keep sucking!"

"Oh? Did the lizard make a good point?" Giena said slipping her fingers inside herself with a moan. She tossed more coins at them and smiled. "Come on, give me a better show and you'll get more gold coins. This time call him a dirty whore."

The two of them blushed at the request.

Rodrus himself chuckled before leaving them alone. 'Who would have guessed she'd be that sort of woman.' "Now with that out of the way..." he grinned. "Time to help my son."

With said son, he panted while standing up as he saw the two gods panting on the ground with Marcellius looking too worn out to keep going, again.

"Guess that makes 24 losses." Zazlotl said, body covered in sperm, some leaking out of his ass and mouth. "If you just say so, we can just skip the foreplay and get to the good part."

"Oh....shut....up."

"Don't deny, you have desires for males as much as you like females." he teased, "Why else would you come back 24 times?"

The god of war huffed and didn't say anything while Zymdarr walked out of the arena.

'Whew, that was a good one.' he thought while glad no one saw him. 'If anyone told father, I'd never live it down.' he wondered what should he do now. 'Hmm, pay a visit to Iella and Sophiel or check out some mortal girls?'

"Son."

Zymdarr looked to see his father approaching him. The wolf bowed to one knee, "Yes father."

"Come with me to the council room, I need to talk to you."

Zymdarr stood up. "What about?"

"No questions, just follow."

He nods as he started following the bear. When they entered the room his father didn't sit and stood there. "Is there an urgent matter?"

"No it's not urgent." Rodrus answered turning to the wolf. "But I do need you to do something."

"What is it?" Zymdarr asked.

"Turn to your throne and bend near it, but don't move your legs."

His son looked confused at such a request, but does so. "What ne-" he was cut off when he felt the cloth covering his legs get torn off in one go by his father and tossed to the floor. "Wh-what is this?" The wolf got out surprised at the action.

Rodrus didn't answer and moved a hand over to rub the vulnerable ass. "Smooth, I take it you've been keeping in peak shape?"

"Uh-uhh..." he stuttered blushing from the paw rubbing his cheeks.

"Well? Answer!" he ordered before slapping the other cheek.

"Ahh! Yes!" he cried out in pain.

Rodrus crouched down and spread the cheeks to see the moist anus. "So, how many fingers did you manage to slip in here?"

The younger god blushed at the question, "Wh-what are you talking about?"

"I saw you at the arena, You were pleasuring yourself seeing those two go at it, and not just rubbing your cock, but slipping your fingers in here, like you wanted to be the one on the bottom."

Zymdarr blushes at the realization, "Okay, I did watch them go at it, but I just got too into it. It was nothing."

"Sure." remarked Rodrus before he raised a finger and began to slowly push it into the hole.

"Gahh!" he gasped from the feeling of his large finger stuffing inside it. "F-Father!"

"Hmm, even after rubbing it it's still seems snug. Well I can fix that." Rodrus slid his finger out and walked over to Zazlotl's throne and looked around it. "It must be around here."

"Wh-what are you looking for?" he asked blushing as he sees his father at the god of desire's throne.

"Ah, here it is." he smirked grabbing a glass bottle and walking back over while taking the cork of it off. He stopped at his son and tilted the bottle, letting a clear liquid fall out and land over Zymdarr's ass which dripped down across his anus and hard dick.

"H-hyy, that's cold!" Zymdarr shivered at the liquid. "What was that?"

"A lubricant he keeps at his throne at all times, says it's in case of an orgy." he remarked before making his son stand up. "But it'll work just fine for you."

"W-wait, you're not gonna..." The wolf's face was as red as a tomato as he started off.

"Of course. If you desire to have your hole stuffed like a woman, then I'll be the one to do it."

"N-no.." he denied those words. "I don't desire that at all."

His father though didn't listen and dragged him over to his throne before he sat down and pulled his son closer by his ass before taking the clothing surrounding his own cloth to let his giant cock stand up.

Zymdarr can see the cock stand up in full arousal. He has seen it before numerous times, but couldn't help but say, "So big..."

"See? I knew you desired it." he grabbed his son by the hips and in one swift move, pulled him onto his lap with his cock slamming right up into him in one go.

"Gahhh!" Zymdarr cried out from a mixture of pain and pleasure from taking his father's cock fully.

"Mmmm, your ass is tight and snug, just as I expected." grunted the rugged god while holding onto his son's hips with his dick hammering upwards.

"T-Thank you father." groaned the wolf who bit his lip from feeling his father pull him down on the cock with each thrust as his own dick flopped up and down from it.

"Imagine all the young women you've seduced over the years, they might have thought you less like a god and more like a slut if they saw you taking my girth this easily." mocked his father while using one hand to rub his ass. "Perhaps I sired a daughter instead of a strong son."

"N-No, I am no mere woman!" moaned the canine who gripped his knees to try and endure the rough and strong thrusts.

"Oh? Then why are you sounding like one Zymdarr?" smirked his father while rubbing his son's nipples, causing the wolf to moan and his ass get tighter. "Could it be you're tired with women and crave dicks instead?"

"N-no, I'm not like that!" he said shaking his head.

"Then speak it loud and clear!" he ordered while pinching the nubs and moving his cock up harder and deeper.

"I-I.. Not a-hah.. Not a s- ngh.. I'm not.. A slut..." he stuttered through moans and pants.

"Then why are you feeling so good from this? Does your own father's dick turn your mind into mush that much?"

"A-any kind of sex ought to feel good I think." he stated defensively.

"Oh? Well then how about this." he picked his son up by his thighs and spread his legs before he kept bouncing him up and down while walking out of the room.

"Wait I- what are you doing? Where are we going?" The wolf stuttered out looking flustered.

"If you don't mind, we'll go out so if any of the others see, they can see how you look with a cock up your butt."

"Wh-what?!" he cried out while he felt his own cock flopping. "N-no don't do that!"

His father smirked and didn't stop while grunting at how snug the ass was. "The last time I did anal was with your mother, but she couldn't walk for a week."

"P-please don't show them this, if they see me like this, it'll be years until they forget about it. If they ever."

Rodrus didn't slow down and went back to the arena, specifically the stand with his son propped up on the edge while he kept a firm grip on him. That's when he noticed the cock standing up and smirked before pulling the empty glass bottle out. "Hold still."

"Stop this please! I'll do anything!" he begged.

"Relax." he grinned before holding his son's cock and began to slide the opening in the bottle over the dick.

"Wh-what?" he stated shuddering as he felt pressure building up. The bottle going on him constricted his dick while his father slammed in deeper to the point his tip was rubbing against his prostate without problem. "N-no stop, I'm gonna cum."

"Then go ahead and come, and make sure you don't hold anything back." he growled while tugging on his son's nipples while grinding his hips against his ass. "Or I'll do this again in broad daylight to every mortal."

N-noo! Ahh!" he cried out as he climaxed, his seed spilling into the bottle. He gritted his teeth as his dick expanded, keeping it in the bottle while his sperm slowly filled it up with more sperm he had ever seen and while feeling his own father's girth twitching. "F-Father..." he panted from finishing his climax.

"Take in every drop son!" roared Rodrus before burying himself balls deep as his sperm shot right up against his son's prostate.

He cried out as his father's seed spew into him like a water hose. It made him spew a few more loads in the bottle while his mind was going blank and he felt like his stomach was expanding. 'His sperms... so warm... it feels sso... good.' he thought with half-lidded eyes.

Rodrus sighed and sat down while easing the bottle off his son's dick and put the cork back on. "This should work well for lubricant later. Plus Zazlotl might enjoy the taste." he placed it down as he petted his son's head.

(Next thousand years)

The gods were back in the council room, but with a few changes.

"Who's my cute son? You are! Yes you are!" smiled Zazlotl who was wagging his finger in front of a young pup in a blanket being cradled in his arms while his stomach looked slightly bigger then before.

The pup yipped happily, panting at the dalmatian with cute eyes, trying to grab the finger.

The god of pleasure let him grab it and put it in his mouth before sucking. "Awww! He's beautiful! Thanks Iella!"

"Teehee, you're welcome." the dove said happily.

"Marcellius, hold your son." smiled the god holding the pup out to his father who still kept his grumpy expression.

He held him as gently as he could, "How did this happen?" he grumbled.

"Magic of course." smiled Iella. "I AM the goddess of childbirth after all."

"Thank you again..." Grandellius smiled with her own bundle in her hands with a black cat who stared at her without blinking. "He's perfect..."

"Anything for my older twin."

"I see you're holding the fruits inside you too." the bat stated looking at Iella's swollen belly, "Who's the lucky god or mortal?"

"Well as it turns out the fox who prayed to me died, but it was his descendant who wanted to give me a child, so I decided to accept."

"I met him, he wanted me to tell you he's sorry for being unable to himself..." Grandellius said softly.

"It's alright, I wish him a good afterlife and will remember him each time I look at my child."

Sophiel purred as two kits, one white and one orange and spotted blue, were suckling on her breast for her milk.

Rodrus smiled at seeing the future children while glancing at his son and looked at Iella. "Just how did you manage to let a male conceive a child?"

"I just needed to make a mixture with my juices and have a male drink it. Then they can receive a child just like a female can, even produce milk too." the Dove goddess explained.

"Well I'll keep that in mind, I might be interested in having another child, but with a man this time."

She smiled as she looks at the wolf then at the bear, nodding her head.

His son looked at his father and noticed the glance before blushing. 'He's not thinking about me, right?' though he looked nervous, his groin started stirring a bit.