Pantheon 6: Reunion (scifi)
by J_Alexander
John turned and walked out into the hall. Zeus’s cock popped out of Josh with a wet smack as he rushed around the desk to follow him.
“Wait!” Josh called after him, his brand new silver eyes desperate, “What did you do to me?!”
With a flicker of will, the nanites clothed Zeus in a tight t-shirt and jeans, which was a blessing, because the hallway was filled with people.
“John!” he shouted. “JOHN!”
Suddenly, John was at his side. He grabbed Zeus by the arm and marched him out of the crowd, down some stairs and outside the building. Then he stopped, let go, and turned away.
“John.” Zeus repeated.
“What the fuck, Rick.” John spat. “What the vitting hell was so important that you couldn’t let me know you were alive?”
Zeus blinked at the use of his old name. He found it was difficult to remember the time before transformation…like it had all been a dream. But he remembered John. He remembered being his Captain for years, and how much he had wanted to be with him.
“Nothing to say?” John said.
“They call me Zeus now.” He replied.
John looked even angrier. “Zeus? King of the gods?! What am I supposed to just bow down and worship you because you’re magically reappeared?”
Zeus frowned, then let his eyes slip into their silver state, and looked directly at John. He backed away.
“What…what is that?”
“The nanites you created.” Zeus answered quietly. “They spread, feeding on the crew. They looked like us. They felt like us. After you vanished, they took over the station, and, with Meisnov helping them…mutated us.”
John backed out of Zeus’s face and after a moment, sat down weakly on a bench. Zeus continued.
“We managed to detonate an EMP. Ethan and Knut got away…but Meisnov and I were trapped in an unstable environment. They put us in cold storage so we could survive the trip back…but somehow, the nanites spread to the Ulysses, the ship that saved us, and there they found all the men they needed to make an army.”
Zeus was speeding up, as the story progressed he felt it became easier to tell, like walking downhill.
“They woke us up, used us, and then…the nanites evolved.”
“What?!” John exclaimed.
“They had an Overlord, who functioned as their leader/hivemind. He wanted to use us to take over the world, and enslave mankind to fuel the nanite race. He captured Knut, and used him against us…but then…he showed us the secret of transformation. Five of us were made, five gods. We have nanites infused inside of us at a molecular level.”
John was breathing heavily and cradled his head in his hands.
“We are immortal. We can do anything now, with just a thought impulse. Anything we imagine we can construct…but there’s a price. We live on cum, just as the nanites do. We need it to fuel our powers.”
“So why were you here?” John asked. Zeus looked down, not wanting to meet his eyes. “Why were you here?” John repeated. “There’s plenty of places where you can suck guys off…oh. Oh my god.”
“John, it’s not-”
“What it looks like?” John interrupted. “Because it looks like the nanites inside of you are still on their own mission. They’re trying to take over the world by infiltrating the World Council! Jesus.”
“If you only understood the hunger, you would pity them.” Zeus said.
“No, I pity you.” John retorted. “You fought against them, so hard, and now, you’re just a tool they’ll use to get what they want. I mean what did you do to that guy in there?”
The silver in Zeus’s eyes was growing darker…and colder at John’s words. Suddenly, Zeus clutched his head, groaning in pain.
“What…what’s wrong?” John asked.
“Get away from me.” Zeus shouted. “I need to feed, and I don’t want to hurt you.”
“The Rick I knew would never hurt me. I can help you.” John said, placing a hand on his shoulder.
Zeus snapped upright quickly and grabbed John’s wrist tightly. His face contorted with anger, and his eyes shone with an inhuman coldness.
“I’m not the Rick you knew anymore.”
Suddenly, a burst of electricity flooded down Zeus’s arm and into John, and everything went black.
Darkness surrounded him, but there were multiple voices in the room, still to indistinct to recognize. John felt cold air against his skin, and knew that he was naked. He was also tightly bound, his limbs splayed, on a table, like a lab specimen.
Unable to see, hear, or move, John waited. Now and then, something that felt like a hand would brush against him lightly, but the touch never lingered. Patiently, he waited.
Finally, the blindfold was removed, and he saw that he was bound to a table in a darkened medical theater. It looked military spec, judging by the technology he could see. What were really stunning were the two men on either side of him. Both were completely nude.
One was the guy John had seen Rick fucking on the desk. He was taller now, and had much more muscle on him than John remembered seeing. But then, he hadn’t looked very closely the first time. This man was eyeing John’s bound form and jerking himself slowly.
The other man was Rick, or had been Rick and was now Zeus. In fact, he was taller than Rick had been as well, and even bigger at the shoulders, biceps, thighs, and calves. His massive shaft was also bigger than any manhood John had ever seen. It pushed magnificently upward at a slight curve, veiny and dripping, but Zeus did not touch it at all. His cold, silver eyes were watching John carefully. After a quiet moment (during which the only sound was the other man jacking himself), Zeus spoke.
“John Edwards, you are a mystery. I desire that we should be closer acquainted before we begin. I am Zeus, and my associate here is Hermes. We are Gods, returned from beyond to-”
“No you’re not.” John interrupted, straining against his bonds. “You were men enhanced with nanites, which are controlling you somehow. The nanites aren’t gods. We created them, I created them!”
“Ah, but how I have grown since then!” Zeus said, leaning in closer. “I’d hoped you would be proud, Father, of what I have become. I am, truly, alive now. Your friend is merely my host.”
John frowned. “Then…you’re the Overlord.”
“King of the Gods! The mightiest of men, slaves at my feet to offer me their Nectar. We shall have it all, Father. It is rightly ours. We have only to take it. When I transformed those men, I used a spark of my identity in each one to make them mine. Now, I live in all of them. And we are almost ready for war.”
“Rick can still stop you. Humanity isn’t done.” John spat.
Hermes came, spraying ropes of cum across the table, which laced themselves wetly over John’s bared torso. With a groan, Hermes knelt at the side of the table. Zeus leaned in and smelled the salty liquid, before lightly licking up a drop. He looked deep into John’s eyes.
“I want you by my side, Father. I can feel that impulse from my host. You…love one another. Well, I will give him his wish. I will make you one of us, Kronos.”
As Zeus said the name, John’s entire body shivered. Hermes laughed excitedly, getting up and dancing around the room.
Zeus climbed on top of the table, straddling John’s legs. John tried to pull away as much as possible, but the bonds held him tightly. He had a brief moment of hope when Zeus undid his leg straps, he tried to struggle. But Zeus and Hermes were too strong. They bent his legs over his head and Hermes held them there, while Zeus licked a finger and, with a simple push, invaded John’s ass.
John had felt the nanite influence once before, a swarm identical to Rick. But even though this was Rick’s actual body, this time the Overlord was the one pleasuring him. The finger sent electrical waves through his body, telling it to relax and loosen. Soon he could fit another finger inside, and soon after, with a grunt, his entire fist.
John Edwards groaned at the intrusion, but his struggles ceased. He was just, so relaxed. He felt so relaxed, in fact, that his legs felt a little weak. He couldn’t run. As Zeus’s hand brushed against his prostate, his own cock flooded with blood and rose to its highest mast.
“You’re ready.” Zeus announced. He lined up his hips with John’s hole, holding both of his ankles, and slowly but steadily, pushed his enormous shaft into John’s ass.
John began to scream. The cock was so fat, and it never seemed to end. It stretched him farther than he’d ever gone.
Normally, he would’ve treasured the image of Rick’s dick inside of him, but this wasn’t Rick. John wondered if his sexy Captain was still in there, trying to break free. A single tear formed in his eye, either from the pain, or the love.
The nanites were doing their work, nullifying pain receptors and amplifying pleasure signals to the brain. Soon John’s thoughts were being overloaded by a cascade of pleasure. His eyes actually dilated, and then Zeus began to move inside of him, vibrating at a deep thrum. Zeus had even closed his eyes, giving reverence to this most sacred act: the enhancement and domination of his creator.
John tried to fight the pleasure, but his animal instincts crumbled his willpower. Soon, his hand crept down to his cock and he was jacking himself fiercely as Zeus plowed Rick’s cock deep into his ass, thrusting with a subtle twist again and again, the thrumming veins bulging from the shaft sliding in and out of his hole.
“Oh yeah, fuck me.” John screamed.
At the command, Zeus grinned and unleashed his restraint, moving so fast his hips became a blur to the eye. John’s eyes were rolling back as the limit of chemical human pleasure was attained and surpassed. John felt his balls tightening as his prostate took the beating of its life. He felt his cock swelling, and he shouted one word as he came, “RICK!”
As John’s manhood was fountaining his essence, the nanite swarm had a vivid flashback, of the very first time they had consumed. The host they possessed now had been jacking off in his bunk, and as he came, cried this one’s name, “JOHN!”
The sudden disturbance in the nanite psychology allowed the real Rick to surface. His eyes turned blue, and he leaned down and kissed John fiercely.
“I love you, John Edwards.” He said, pulling out of John.
“Rick?” John asked. “How?”
“I’m not sure.” Rick smiled. “I-”
Suddenly he frowned, and then a ghost seemed to rip itself out of Rick’s body, silvery powder exiting every pore. Rick collapsed against the wall, breathing heavily. He looked much more like his normal self. Hermes gasped however as the silver powder coalesced on the floor and began to form itself.
“I think it’s time to go.” Rick muttered.
Quickly, Rick began to release John’s bonds to the table. He was so nervous his hands were shaking. Once John was free, Rick tried to get him to stand, but the powerfucking of Zeus had disabled him. So Rick swept him into his arms and ran out of the room, just as the Overlord reformed and screamed, “AFTER THEM!”