Poseidon felt superior now, but when he was younger, he tasted and understood the appeal of an orgy.

*I also enjoyed Dionisus' parties but this... *

He had vast experience in the subject, but what was now in front of him... scared him.

Before, out of the temple, using his booger as fog light had difficulty seeing in front of his nose because of the clouds.

Apart from that, he didn't find any difficulty staying in that place: normal air smell, no strange feelings, sensations, or safety danger.

Now the situation had gone up a notch.

When he entered the hall from where originated the lustful sounds, his jaw slacked, seeing what was in front of his eyes.

The fog was less dense than before.

The problem was: first those were normal clouds. Now the fog was caused by a mix of incense and drugs he struggled to remember the name of.

The intoxicating smell made him feel like he could start vomiting while getting an erection at the same time.

Causing this revolting effect wasn't just the mix of aphrodisiacs and other burned drugs: it was his own instinct.

Even though his cold, manipulating mind tried to escape from that problematic situation. His body though, trained for millions of years to have a certain kind of reaction, was still cursed to that degree.

In fact, his mind had instinctively perceived the odor of female sex fluids dispersed in the air, and it had on him a more severe reaction than the aphrodisiac itself.

*Fucking calm down, Eel, calm down! *

The name he tried forgetting for the past years. It returned to his mind when he started seeing his toga creating a shape similar to a tent.

He was on the point of turning feral, but he tried resisting.

*This isn't the reason I came here...This isn't the reason I came here... *

The mantra was repeated with attention and concentration as if trying to hypnotize himself...

Then he saw it.

Some architects glorified the Taj Mahal, the Pyramids of Giza, the Acropolis of Athens, the Colosseum, the Statue of Liberty, the Forbidden City, the Tower of the Big Ben, and the Eiffel Tower.

At that moment, all of those seemed like child's play to him compared to what his brother's genius created.

On the golden-colored marble, a beautiful naked woman was on all fours. Over her was an invisible air platform that sustained another woman.

This vision continued tens of times until he lost count due to his overheating brain processor.

Around the room, he could see red wine and fluids of other nature over the bodies of other exhausted women.

He blacked out for a second.

Finally, after regaining part of his rationality back, he found himself in the midst of the action with the woman on the top of the tower.

The others lower had already assumed a position similar to that of some frog legs. Their strength only allowed them to keep their eyes open while panting heavily.

*For me's sake, again, the same error! *

His mind was slowly continuing with his demoralizing thoughts, when he heard again moans different from those of the girl in front of him.

Stolen novel; please report.

Moving to the side of his head, he finally saw him.

Zeus was restarting his circuit from the woman he first saw on the ground.

''Hey, good morning! Did you enjoy my welcome party? ''

His voice hit him at the most vulnerable point he could have at the moment.

Slightly lowering his eyes in shame. Neither of them didn't even think about interrupting their previous action, as if the situation was habitual for the two of them.

The background sounds became louder, as Poseidon was unconsciously increasing the frequency, in order to vent out his stress.

''Yes, it's good quality, as expected of my incredible nymphomaniac of a brother! ''

His tone of voice was cold and uninterested when describing the 'decorations' for the party, and feigned a smile joking around, how two normal brothers would usually do.

''What can I say?!

Seeing you in your current situation, I can't help but feel honored for that praise, druggie brother. ''

At this point, Zeus increased his frequency of hip thrusting to beat his brother.

The silence lasted as their eyes never wavered from one another until the two respective 'decorations' climaxed, almost contemporarily.

''I had you beat this time! ''

''What are you talking about? You hypnotized all of them. You literally control their mind! ''

''I may control their rational decisions, but not their instincts! ''

The two continued arguing while cleaning their bodies.

When both of them finished, Zeus started caressing his own long beard, grey as a stormy sky.

All this while his eyes were an intense blue sky and golden thunder colors tried mixing one with the other while in perpetual movement. Zeus never lost sight of Poseidon's reactions to his previous words and body language.

''So, why did you come to me?

Did you want to enjoy a party after all this time so bad?''

His tongue was as prickly as before, but sensing he was talking business now, Poseidon didn't take the bait and answered.

''Did you read that letter? ''

His words were voluntarily generic, but he posed particular strength in ''that''.

At that moment, he was scared of being heard by someone even stronger, than his problematic sibling.

Zeus already expected that question, so he answered the way he planned.

''I don't know what you are talking about, but I will take revenge against the culprit of all of this the next day I hear the sound of waves!

You can count on that, what I hope is to see a tsunami on that day! ''

Those partly coded words were signaling what he needed to know.

*He's ready, uh?! *

The face of the sea god became more serious and straightened his clothes as if readying himself to leave.

Then he nodded and instantly disappeared from the hall of the temple.

Instantly, a smile appeared on Zeus' face, and it became wider and wider until the women that still surrounded him started trembling visibly.

*What stupid little brothers I have! *