Himeros stepped out of the hedge and walked across the field towards the congregation of buildings, now temples. His wings folded across his back and then disappeared until only a handsome, young blonde man walked across the field. He passed Aphrodite’s round temple, his mother’s temple of love, and nodded at her as he passed, but angled then toward his brother’s temple. Eros’ building loomed before him. He entered the build and into the empty space, basically a single large bed, a room designed for group play, the only decoration the statue of Eros just to the left of the doorway.

“You didn’t share with us, brother.” Himeros said addressing the air. The statue stirred and Eros stepped forward.

“My brother, we did not plan this, but they created these temples in our names, we could not help but appear and be worshipped. And brother, how I’ve missed this so much.”

“Others have noticed, not just me, Eros, and they may want worshippers of their own.”

“Poseidon and Mother both warned that we’d draw attention amongst the pantheon. We have our new temples; the humans here seem inclined to build more but how many? Who amongst the pantheon will attend?”

“I’ve followed the scent of your increased power, and our siblings Priapus and Harmonia have as well. Other’s will follow, unless Poseidon or Mother can intervene.” Himeros finished speaking and unfurled his wings, he lifted up and rose directly through the roof, as if it weren’t there. Eros watched him leave.

“Be prepared Mother, more will come.” Eros said to the air and the statue reformed to the left of the door.

At the house, Mark, Dee, and Kevin slept in the same bed. They’d, more or less, become a throuple at this point, Kevin rarely left the farm anymore. His gardening business was still thriving, and he had three teams of workers out nearly seven days a week, and may have to add a fourth, he’d even hired an office manager to run things in his absence. He let them work and spent his time at the farm, maintaining the gardens and buildings along with Mark and Dee. Dee managed the business side and took care of the website, advertising, and bookings. But even there, they’d soon need to hire someone. Dee had suggested Kevin’s ex-wife. She could work from home and wouldn’t have to commute to the farm every day just once or twice a week.

That night they lay entwined, Mark, in the middle, was wrapped around Kevin with Dani hugging him from the other side. They were all restless. Dreams filled each of their heads. A need for more buildings, new names came to them, the need to build, to honour those names. Kevin startled awake and heard the flapping of wings. He lay for a few seconds and then rose, as he extracted himself from the group bed, edging down to the foot of the bed, before getting to his feet. Mark and Dee moved into the gap he left and wrapped each other as they slept on. Kevin stood still for a moment, scratching his cock and balls as he stretched. He could still hear those wings beating. He looked out of the window, and then opened the door to the second-floor verandah and stepped out. The night was moonless, and stars filled the sky as he looked up. He thought he saw something large fly overhead but looked again and it was gone.

He stood looking over the business they’d built, and he knew it was incomplete. He could feel that at least three buildings were missing. Maybe more. Something inspired him to look out on those fields and see the gap.

Behind him, Mark stepped out and wrapped his arms around Kevin, naked bodies pressing together. Mark’s long cock finding the crevice of Kevin’s ass. Kevin felt an overwhelming desire for Mark, stronger than he’d ever felt before. He turned in Mark’s arms and drove his tongue into Mark’s mouth. Mark equally fired up responded in kind and their tongues waged a war in their mouths.

Their cocks rose, hard in seconds, Mark’s almost nine inches punched into Kevin’s belly, while Kevin’s uncut seven poked the underside of Mark’s balls. Desire consumed them both. Kevin walked them backward to the chaise and pushed Mark down, then knelt and took Mark’s cock into his mouth and throat. Sucking down to the base of Mark’s long cock. Mark held Kevin’s head and try to get even deeper than his full cock.

He reached down with a free hand and groped towards Kevin’s thicker uncut cock he managed to just get the tip in his hand, without forcing Kevin off his cock. He wanted more and they ended up on the outdoor carpet locked in a sixty-nine, each sucking the other deep and hard.

Kevin pulled off Mark’s cock, and begged him “Fuck me, now.” He pleaded.

Mark climbed off Kevin, helped him back onto the chaise. He positioned Kevin, such that his legs were over Mark’s shoulders. He positioned his cock and drove it deep into Kevin. Kevin’s ass spread to accept the intrusion, ill prepared for the hard cock penetrating him, Kevin tensed for a moment but being familiar with Mark’s length and width, his ass adjusted quickly.

Soon, Mark was ploughing hard into Kevin’s ass. In the doorway, Dee watched them fuck and fingered herself, playing with her ample breasts as she watched her men fuck.

Mark worked Kevin’s ass, slamming body against body, sweat dripping off his face onto Kevin’s chest. He leaned down to kiss Kevin again and through the kiss, he moaned “My turn,” pulled his cock out of Kevin and lowered Kevin’s legs down, then straddled Kevin’s waist and lowered his ass down onto Kevin’s thick cock.

He rode like a champion, and they could hear Dee moaning as she came again and again watching them. Seeing her fingering herself and feeling Kevin’s thick cock in his ass was more than Mark could take and he shot his load across Kevin’s chest. Kevin emptied his balls into Mark’s ass at that same moment. The two men collapsed down onto the outdoor carpet and Dee joined them, together they dozed off in the cool night air.

On the building across from them a figure watched silently, nodded as he fed on the desires that the three of them shared. He spread his wings and lifted off, disappearing into the night.

The morning sun rose and the three of them came awake as the sun hit them. Dee was the first one on her feet. She wondered for a moment why they were on the verandah but then the nights activities came back to her. The sun sparkled on the grass, twinkling with the reflections in the morning dew and as she looked down it seemed to form a path. A path from the house to beyond the secret gardens. It sparkled clearly, and she knew that she had to follow it. Leaving the boys sleeping, she headed down to the ground floor and out onto the grass, still naked, bare feet wet in the morning dew of the grass, she followed the path across the front yard, across the parking pad up to the line of cypress trees. She could see it led through the gate to the pavilions and then beyond those and she paused for a moment, unsure why she was following this path. What was drawing her on, she asked herself, but she had no idea. She looked back at the house and then at the gate in front of her and opening it, she stepped through.

She followed the path around to Aphrodite’s yurt. She could have sworn that that would be her destination, but the path led on, it circled the other buildings, on past Poseidon’s and to the fence behind, which separated the club land from the farmland. It was a large field, with a utility road on the other side. She leaned against the fence, and she could see before her a collection of buildings. Her vision placed six additional pavilions in this field. The sun glistened on the morning dew which formed three squares before her, and she knew where she’d start. Just then a rooster crowed, and the sun hit her eyes, and she came back to herself.

Looking around she saw where she was and turned around to head back to the house. She passed Hedone’s pavilion and rounded the corner to the barn, a few guests were outside, sitting having early morning coffee, they always seemed to have guests these days, the hotel and secret garden had taken off and they were doing very well.

The guests waved at her, all of them as naked as herself, she walked around the barn back to the gate she’d entered through and made her way back to the house. Kevin was up, and in the kitchen, he was making eggs, pancakes, bacon (naked bacon frying she noted, admiringly), and some toast for the three of them. Mark came out of the ground floor bathroom and kissed Dee good morning.

“I don’t know what came over us all last night,” he said.

“I don’t know either,” she replied, “but I had a weird dream last night about expanding and then a kind of vision this morning. The field behind Poseidon, we’re not using it currently and I had such a clear vision of several more pavilions there.”

“I had that same dream, about expanding,” Kevin offered as he plated the food.

“I did too,” Mark said.

“What is the vision you had? I don’t think either of us had that.” Kevin asked.

“When I woke up this morning,” she began, “It was like I was still in a dream, and in the dream, I was being pulled or guided across the fields. I ended up at the fence separating the two fields, almost directly behind the Poseidon pavilion.

“And when I looked out over the empty field it wasn’t empty I saw at least six more buildings. But of those I saw, three stood out and I knew, don’t ask me how but I knew, that we should build those first.” She finished.

“I think, no, I feel that you’re right. We’ll need plans and names and a theme for each of them. Kevin, you’ll need to start clearing the vegetation – tell you what, let’s let the goats in there for a few days and I’m sure they’ll take care of a good portion of the overgrowth,” Mark suggested.

“That’s a really good idea, we’ll need to put up small barrier though to stop them hopping the fence into the guest areas. Do we still have that hoarding in storage?” Kevin asked.

“We do, enough to cover that fence for sure, can you give me a hand picking it up and putting it up? Once that’s done, we’ll move the goats and Cyrus.” Cyrus was a white huskie/collie cross, and he’d grown up in the goats pen, he lived with and protected the goats. They were all seated now and eating breakfast, all had remained naked.

Dee sat at the head of the table and with her men flanking her. As they ate that sense of desire began to rise again, it was almost overwhelming. Dee lifted her legs and spread them, placing a foot in each man’s lap. Cocks rose, almost instantly, responding to the teasing.

They both looked at her, she looked back, sharing her glances between them and calmly ate her breakfast. She began to stroke their cocks with her toes and they both stopped eating, they looked from her to each other. A moan escaped Mark’s lips and then almost immediately after Kevin followed suit.

“Eat up boys, you’ll need your strength” she said as she lifted a bit of pancake to her mouth. The guys tried to concentrate on eating as her toes slid across the rigid cocks. And while it was not as much pressure as a hand would provide and her angle was bad, she still managed to keep stroking. She took the last bite of food from her plate and politely set the utensils down onto her plate, crossing them to indicate she was not, in fact, finished eating – both men looked at her, wondering what she still had to eat with an empty plate. The guys let their forks and knifes drop to the table, and reached out to clasp hands, Dee reached out and grasped each of their free hands and pulled them to her and to her breasts, where they each tweaked her nipples. The previous night had been about the guys and they both knew that this morning would be about her. Desire rose in all three of them, strong and compelling but Dee wasn’t happy with the location, and she pulled away.

They didn’t want her to stop her manipulation, they wanted more, and more of her, specifically. She let go of both of their now very hard cocks. She pushed her chair back and stood up. Mark and Kevin both stood, hard cocks pointing straight out from their bodies, and moved around the table. Mark was the first to her and he lifted her, as if she were light as a feather and spun her in his arms. Her mouth closed over his hard cock, almost all nine inches disappearing into her throat. Mark’s mouth, right at her pussy lips, dove in, licking and getting her wet. Kevin joined them from behind and his tongue found her ass and together they feasted on her. Upside down and mouth very full of cock, she couldn’t maneuver well but still managed to get a hand on Kevin’s hard cock to stroke him while she worked on Mark.

Together they had her coming in about a minute. Mark pulled his face back, chin and scruff glistening with juices. Kevin stood up on tip toe to get his tongue into her. Mark helped by tilting forward to give him access, still holding Dee like she was nothing.

She pulled her mouth off Mark and cried uncle and both men helped her back to her feet, her legs just a little wobbly. She flicked her hair back and took each man by the hard cock and pulled them outside and across the lawn towards the pavilions. They both allowed themselves to be led. She crossed the lawn and came to the closed gate, letting go of Mark, she opened the gate and placed her hand back on Mark’s cock. They walked into the gardens and pavilions. As they crossed into the secret gardens, they passed some overnight guests, who curious, followed them. Dee led them past the buildings to the fence separating the new pastureland. Finally, she let go of their cocks and climbed the fence (well squeezed between the horizontal bars. Mark placed one bare foot on the lower rail and hopped over and Kevin climbed over last. The guests had followed them, and that number had grown as word spread that there was about to be a show, and they lined the fence to watch the action.

Dee led them out to the centre of the field and taking Kevin by the hand laid him down on the tall grass, then she lowered herself down onto Kevin’s thick cock. She leaned forward and let her ass rise. She looked back at Mark, and he needed no further invitation, he spit on his cock and position himself at her backdoor. He pushed in. She tensed and clasped hard onto Kevin, who just moaned. Soon she was riding both men, pushing her body between them. Back and forth.

The watching crowd made no effort to join them, most of them content to watch, but some few were engaging in their own sex acts: oral sex, fucking, hand jobs, fingering. There were about twenty watchers, most of the overnight guest currently at the club. At the left edge of the crowd, three individuals stood: a tall blonde man, a dark swarthy man, with a large protruding erection and a woman, equally tall with rust coloured hair all watched quietly. The blonde man’s skin glowed with an internal energy. No one noticed them, or paid any attention to them.

In the field, the sex progressed with none of them paying any heed to any to the watching crowd, Dee continued to ride between the two men. Mark was the first of the guys to cum, Dee had been cumming nearly constantly since Mark filled her ass. As Mark came, he pulled out and sprayed his load across Kevin’s cock and balls which continued to disappear into Dee. He got down on his knees and licked up the load and licked along Kevin’s cock as it disappeared into Dee. It was seconds later that Kevin shot his load into Dee. She pulled up and off him and moved up his body to let him lick her clean, as Mark sucked Kevin’s cock into his mouth, licking and sucking it clean.

Dee climbed off Kevin after he’d licked her clean, and she sat in the grass. Mark reached for Kevin’s hand and helped him to sit up and the three of them sat and only then became aware of the crowd watching them.

“Good morning,” Dee called and waved. No one felt the least bit embarrassed or bothered by the very public display. At the left end, the space formerly occupied by the three individuals was now vacant, only a single white feather floated on the air balancing on the fence rail as it came to rest. No one had noticed them, and no one missed them.

The crowd broke up, with some wandering off back to the barn, while others moved into the pavilions. The three of them sat in the long grass and discussed the new buildings. Dee was adamant that there would be three to start, and she knew who they would be dedicated to: the first she told them would be Himeros, the god of desire, the second would be Priapus, god of fertility and male genitalia, and finally, third would be Harmonia, goddess of harmony and love. The desire to build was almost as overwhelming as had been the sexual desire not long before.

They sat for a while and discussed the plans for each building. Then Kevin and Mark headed to the vehicle barn and picked up a truck and trailer and headed to their storage to get the hoarding boards. They only concession to safety was to don safety boots and gloves. Naked they loaded up the trailer, with the hoarding and some 2x4s and picked up some tools and nails, then returned to the new field and got to work.

Dee for her part headed back to the house, she pulled out a sketch pad and began to roughly draw the ideas for the pavilions they’d discussed. After a couple of hours she got up, checked on the guys to find them almost finished installing the hoarding and headed to one of the goat pens, she led the goats, who followed like dutiful children, and Cyrus to the field entrance and let them in – it meant circling the secret gardens and coming down the utility road. Cyrus walked patiently by her side, looking back to see if his charges were still with them.

Once all the animals were in the field, she and guys stepped out, closed the gate on the field and left the goats to it for a few days. Mark had placed water bins, which they’d filled and some additional feed, but the plan was for the goats to eat their way through the field. The three of them jumped into the UTE and drove back to the house, where they reviewed Dee’s rough sketches.

They all approved of them and decided to speak to their architect in the morning and have him draw up formal plans. They’d get the necessary permits, their inspector friend Tim would help with that they were sure, and they would order supplies.

In the ensuing weeks the plans were approved, the materials arrived, the goats did their job and Kevin started on his. He ploughed under the remaining turf in the field, then he and Mark laid out the foundation placements for the first three new buildings. With those in place, Mark was able to dig trenches to run plumbing and electrical to the new buildings, they took advantage of the bare field to run lines for all six buildings, so they wouldn’t have to dig again when they got to those buildings.

Once the rough ins were done, they poured the cement for all three buildings and the foundations were laid, and work began on erecting the structures.

Himeros is the God of desire, and this building would be all about desire. The building would be an octagon, inside the building in the centre would be a raised dais, on which would rest the object of desire – for each evening of play. One or more individual would occupy the bed on the dais and below the worshippers overcome with desire would “worship” at his or her feet. The floor would be vinyl tile (they learned how easy it is to keep clean). The space was filled with mattresses spaced around the central platform. There would be seven mattresses. The eighth alcove would be a shower room/bathroom – so worshippers could come to their god (or goddess) of the evening cleansed and ready.

Above them all, the dais would rotate, slowly, giving the chosen one the opportunity to see all of his or her followers that night.

The walls went up, Tim passed them on inspections at every stage. Siding and insulation were installed on the outer wall, a statue arrived, a winged man, naked with a form rivalling that of the great David, the head topped with tight curls, the wings furled around his nude body. None of them asked the others who ordered it, they just placed it in front of the pavilion.