This is my first erotic story I've done, so I am sorry for any errors. Please give me feedback, just don't be too harsh please lol. Tell me what you think and ideas are always welcome.
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Apollo was devastated, Hyacinthus was dead! He cradled Hyacinthus' cooling body in his strong arms, tears running down his face landing on Hyacinthus' beautiful and peaceful face. He was just tricking Apollo, he couldn't really be dead. They had so much more to live for, they were in love for Aphrodite's sake! If this was some sick joke of Hyacinthus he was going to kill him after it was over. But he knew better, Hyacinthus couldn't pull off something like this, even if he had Hermes' help. Damn this world! For all it's tragedy. Damn the Gods to Tartarus and Pandora with her fucking jar. Why would you ever give a dumb ass tart like her something so dangerous like that? He wanted to stuff one of Zeus' lighting bolts up one of their asses.
Apollo laid Hycinthus' now cold body in a golden sarcophagus he saw in Egypt when he visited Set's bed. They were in love! Apollo had finally fallen in love and now it was gone. In Apollo's anguish and turmoil he vowed to do everything in his power to bring him back. Zeus wouldn't allow for it if he knew what Apollo was up to, but he was too busy fucking mortals senseless. If it had two legs his dick was bound at some point to be between them. Apollo decided his uncle, Poseidon, would be a good place to start, considering Poseidon disregards all of Zeus' commandments.