Okay so I had to type this up on my phone because certain keys are not working on my laptop, this actually means more updates for all of you because I can update from almost anywhere at any time considering I don't go anywhere wothout my phone (litteraly as sad as this sounds I sleep with my phone.) Yeah so anyway anything else umm no...oh wait yeah!

The incest shall stay.

I repeat the incest shall stay.

That is all.

Percy found himself almost floating in clouds as he felt surrounded in warmth with only the sound of his heartbeat, one, two...three. One beat after another.

"Perseus..." the voice of a woman broke through to his mind, repeating his name until the sea green eyed boy had no choice but to reply.

"Yes?"

The voice then came again, "you must go back."

"Go back? Go back where?" Percy asked trying to stand up but then finding a lack of ability to do so.

"To Ancient Greece."

"I've never been to Greece, what do you mean?"

"You are there, now make it ancient," the voice commanded.

"What?" But this is a camp, in America, nowhere near Greece and time travel is impossible." Percy said still trying to find his will, a will to stand, to move.

"You will understand soon enough. "

The voice disappeared and Percy sat up so fast he got whiplash.

The first thing he realized was he was in ine of the cabins lying on a bed with each male Olympian looking concerned as the son of Poseidon came to.

"Percy, are you alright?" Poseidon asked as he removed some of his son's hair from his face, Percy's head was resting on his father's lap as lyed back down.

"Y- yeah...I...I had a strange dream is all."

"If any of that dream included you going wild and screaming in pleasure then it wasn't a dream," Ares pointed out.

Percy looked up at the man who was named after the war god, groaned and then snuggled back into his father's lap.

"Seriously Perce, what was that? It was hot and I wanted to do things that I won't talk about in front of your dad to you but for real, what was that?" Apollo asked.

"I...I don't know...all of a sudden I just wanted sex and-" Percy blushed and stopped talking pulling a cover over his head.

"Aww why are you hiding that pretty face," Hermes teased.

"Shut up, you didn't just admit to wanting sex from 8 different men.

"Eight?" the Olympians questioned.

Percy then took the opportunity to get away from his father and wrap himself up in his blanket, glaring at them from a small opening.

Apollo laughed, "really Percy? Really?"

Percy just mumbled things that none of them could make sense of.

"What was that Percy?" Ares asked grinning from his seat on another bed.

"I said if- and this is a big if, what would it make me if I did sleep with all eight of you? Would it make me an Olympian? "

"No. Poseidon answered not even thinking about it, "being an Olympian is dangerous and I refuse to put you in any more dangerous situations so long as I can help it."

Hades chuckled, "it does however make you something else."

Zeus nodded, "it makes you...the whore of the Olympians."

Percy would have denied being any form of a whore but something about being the Olympian's whore, it set him off, it excited him.

And he knew what he wanted, sex, but sex would have to wait. He had to settle for something smaller. The son of Poseidon stood up and pushed his covers off of him, finding he was only in his briefs and a black tank top, but he didn't care about that as he walked around the room three times before stopping in front of Dionysus and looking him in the eyes before brushing against his lips, the lips that tasted of wine.

Percy couldn't even count to two as the Olympian deepened their kiss, shifting so that Percy would fall into his lap, which he did.

Poseidon surprisingly didn't say anything, knowing as much as he didn't want to go along with the idea of making Percy a whore to the Olympians, the idea seemed so appealing.

The idea was so appealing.

Percy wrapped his legs around Dionysus giving into the Olympian completely. Percy wanted this to go farther but he knew he couldn't do that, not yet anyway. All Percy could think of was how good it felt until the sound of a reluctant moan went through his ears.

Hermes.

Hermes let his head fall back into Poseidon's shoulder. If you looked closely enough it was easy to see Poseidon's hand had wandered up Hermes' shirt.

This had only grasped Percy's attention for a moment as Dionysus suddenly rested a hand on the boy's lower back and began their kiss again. Percy slightly pushed against Dionysus, making him fall backwards into the small bed as he sat in the Olympian's lap.

Apollo had found fun in teasing at Hephaestus causing the inventor of the gang to remind Apollo who was in charge of who.

Ares and Zeus were observing, and of course their version of observing meant although they were trying to be quiet about it their hands were in each other's pants.

Dionysus broke their kiss monetarily to whisper in a low and husky voice, "if you don't stop now, we might go too far, your too tempting."

Percy moaned, but nodded, "just a little more...please."

Dionysus obliged and kissed down the younger boy's neck, nipping it in certain areas. Percy moaned lustfuly and each Olympian knew that they would love to make the boy moan out with such pleasure, but don't twist it, they still liked playing with each other.

Percy eventually came in his pants as he breathed deeply, listening as almost all the other Olympians went all the way. Percy could dream, he could think, and wonder but he knew deep down sex with an Olympian had to be the most amazing sensation on earth and he would soon know this sensation first hand. There were still other things on his mind, like what the voice from his dream was trying to tell him. For now that didn't matter, Percy knew he felt something bubbling within him and it would be uncovered eventually.