It was early in the morning when Hercules awoke while lying in his bed in his home, the villa. Seconds after opening his eyes, he looked to his right and saw her: Meg, his lovely girlfriend, was sound asleep. She was breathing softly and wore a big sweet smile on her face.
Hercules smiled dopily as he gazed at her. In the last couple of days, since he had decided to remain on Earth with Meg as opposed to Mount Olympus with his parents and the other gods, Meg had moved into Hercules's home with him. On her first night, Hercules had surrendered his bed to her while he slept in another room. But last night, Meg had asked Hercules to stay in the room with her, saying she felt lonely being in the room by herself and just wanted his company for the night.
So Hercules accepted her proposition, and when they both got comfortable in the bed, they soon fell asleep while cuddled up in each other's embrace. They hadn't made love, however; Meg didn't insinuate to Hercules that she wanted to go that far yet, but just to cuddle up with him in bed.
Remembering how blissful he felt as he fell asleep with his arms wrapped around Meg, Hercules smiled again. Staying very quiet, he got up from the bed, then came around to Meg's side and carefully took his bedcovers in his hands, making sure she was covered up enough to stay warm. Meg stirred a bit and moaned softly in her sleep.
Hercules looked at his girlfriend's sleeping form with love in his eyes. Then he leaned down and gently kissed her cheek. Meg stirred and moaned again, but didn't wake. However, the smile she had been wearing on her face started to widen.
Seeing her smile more than before, Hercules whispered to Meg, "I love you," as softly as he could. He hoped that she could hear him, but also simultaneously hoped that he wouldn't wake her up.
Not wanting to take a chance on waking Meg, Hercules silently headed for his bathroom to take a shower. But shortly after he turned on the water and stepped inside the stall, he was greeted by an unexpected visitor, whom he noticed once the shower curtain was unexpectedly pulled back.
"Meg!" Hercules exclaimed, then attempted to hide his private areas. "What are doing in here?"
"Good morning, Wonder Boy," Meg said with a seductive smile. "I wanted to take a shower."
"What, now?!" Hercules asked in a flabbergasted manner. "B-b-but I just started mine. Can you wait? I'll be done in a couple of minutes."
"Maybe I could," Meg said. Then she began to smile wider than before. Looking at Hercules with a gleam in her eyes, she continued, "Or I could just come in with you and take it now."
Hercules gasped as he realized what Meg was insinuating. "Take it now? With me?!" he said in an even more flabbergasted tone.
"Yes," Meg answered in a matter-of-fact voice.
"B-b-b-b-but Meg, I-I-I-I…" Hercules stuttered, feeling beads of sweating forming on his forehead. "You realize I'm naked in here, you know?"
"Yes," she answered slyly, still wearing the same coy smile on her face.
"Well, if you showered with me now, we'd be naked together," Hercules answered, feeling his face getting hotter with each passing second.
"What's your point, Wonder Boy?" Meg asked dryly.
"Well, I-I-I-I…" Hercules stuttered again. "Wouldn't you rather take your shower by yourself and have some privacy?"
"I could do that," Meg replied. "Or I could just do it now so we'd both get ours done and over with."
"B-b-b-but Meg…" Hercules stuttered once more, unable to say a complete sentence.
"No buts, Wonder Boy! I'm coming in now!" Meg announced, sounding as if she made up her mind and wasn't going to change it.
Seconds after saying that, she began to remove her dress, followed by her undergarments, then pulled her hair free from her ponytail. While Meg got undressed, Hercules stuttered again, "But-but-but, I-I-I-I…". But once she had removed her dress, he stopped talking and turned away to avoid Meg's gaze before he heard her enter the shower stall.
Having Meg in the shower with him, combined with the fact that both of them were completely nude, made Hercules sweat profusely and his face feel hotter than it had ever been (and the hot water wasn't helping matters). Not wanting her to think he was a pervert in their compromising situation, Hercules kept his back to Meg and refused to look at her, attempting to mind his own business while they both rinsed off their bodies. Whenever he caught Meg stealing glances at him, Hercules would quickly turn his head in the other direction.
"Hercules, why won't you look at me?" Meg finally asked in frustration.
"Why?! Hercules sputtered, thinking that the answer should have been obvious. "Well…because you're naked!"
"So?" Meg asked quizzically.
"'So'? 'SO'?!" Hercules felt so confused that Meg was presumably not feeling awkward at all like he was feeling at the present moment. "So, don't you feel awkward being in here with me while we're both naked? I thought you would want me to respect your privacy and personal space by not looking at you!"
"Not at all," Meg responded.
With his back still to her, Hercules was so stunned by Meg's answer that he opened his mouth, but the he closed it just as quickly without speaking.
Meg continued, "And as for you wanting to respect my privacy, I appreciate that. But I came in because I want to be with you."
"But why right now, while I'm showering?"
"Why not?"
Needless to say, Hercules was at a complete loss for words Still keeping his back to Meg, he just stood in place, not knowing at all what to say or do next. So Meg walked up to him, gently motioned his head in her direction with her hand, then just as quickly pulled him closer right before she kissed his lips. Hercules was stunned for a moment, but in a matter of seconds, he reciprocated the kiss and held Meg's face as she held his.
Before they knew it, Hercules and Meg were engaging in a deep, passionate kiss from which they were reluctant to pull away. The hot water from the shower added to the heat and passion they were feeling, as well as the steamy nature of their atmosphere, as they continued to kiss. It wasn't long before the couple began to put their arms around one another and hold each other close.
But in the midst of all this passion, Hercules felt a strange sensation come over him, a feeling he had never experienced before. Unable to hold it back any longer, he broke from the kiss and cried out, much to Meg's sudden shock. While he placed his hand on the wall to catch himself, Meg noticed some semen on the bottom of the stall. Realizing what had happened, she gasped before turning to Hercules, who was now panting heavily.
"Hercules! It's okay! You couldn't help it-"
But Meg didn't get a chance to finish before Hercules stepped out of the shower stall, tripping as he did so. He couldn't believe what he had just done and was desperate to get away from Meg in order to fully recover.
Twenty minutes later, Hercules was sitting on the front step of his villa, all dried off and dressed. He was still feeling shocked over what happened in the shower, and never felt more humiliated than he did when he ejaculated and spilled semen in front of Meg after their kiss. Not only had Hercules never experienced such a moment before, especially around a woman, but he was now terrified about what Meg must be thinking of him.
Knowing that she had held low, negative views and opinions of men based on her first relationship and other previous experiences, Hercules feared that she was going to think he was just another slimeball of a man, that he was disgusting for having done such a thing in her presence, even though it wasn't something he had done intentionally.
As he was so wrapped in these thoughts, he hardly heard the front door open. Knowing who it was, Hercules stayed in place, keeping his back to Meg. She slowly walked over to him and then sat down beside him, with Hercules not even looking at her as she sat.
Keeping her hands together, Meg smiled sweetly at Hercules, who was still looking sad. She scooted over closer and gently nudged him with her body, but he consist to resist looking at her.
"Come on, Wonder Boy, talk to me!" Meg exclaimed, frustrated.
"What is there to talk about?" Hercules asked, still avoiding Meg' gaze. "I did something gross, so I can only imagine what you must be thinking of me."
"What happened to you is not gross, it's perfectly natural," Meg said confidently.
"Is it?" Hercules asked, not sounding convinced.
"Yes. It's only natural that a man would become aroused and even ejaculate in the presence of a woman he loves, especially if they engage in such a passionate make out session like the one we had."
Needless to say, this left Hercules red-faced and at a complete loss for words. "Uh…Meg, Meg, I-I-I…" he stuttered, unable to say a complete sentence.
And Meg couldn't resist saying an old phrase to him in response: "Are you always this articulate?"
Hercules could only let out a chuckle and sheepish grin before Meg continued, "And as far as how I think about you goes, I think you are the gentlest, sweetest, kindest, most selfless man I have met, and I love you for that, and more."
Before Hercules could respond to this, Meg gently wrapped her arms around the opposite side of his face, pulled him closer to her, and kissed him softly on the cheek.
"It will take a LOT more than for you to spill your semen in front of me to scare me off. In fact…nothing can ever drive me away from you." Meg said with a sweet smile.
Before Hercules could say anything, Meg grabbed his head again to kiss him, but this time to plant one on his lips. Hercules eagerly reciprocated the kiss, and he was once again starting to feel the sensation of arousal brought upon by kissing Meg. But this time, he just continued kissing Meg, determined not to let anything stop them until they were done.