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Heracles often visited colleges for people who embodied his element. Masculinity was always on show around frat houses and sports stadiums but what Heracles loved most was finding the person rolling his eyes at that and corrupting him. He had found Stefan in the library on the day of the biggest collage football game studying for his PhD. The two had flirted and in the end Heracles had gone back to his place and fucked the older looking man. What Stefan didn't know was that sex with a god was addictive, not that Stefan knew Heracles was a god he though he was a frat boy names Hector, he also didn't realise that the more of the gods cum he had in him the more of his perfect himbo he'd become.
"you ready for another round pretty boy?" He asked turning up at Stefan's place a week after they started to already taking off his shirt.
