AN: And I'm back! Very quickly! Thanks for over 111 111 views so far! Hope you enjoy this chapter where we get some very interesting scenes:
Percy's PoV
Aphrodite took my hand and we disappeared, landing in what I assumed was her special quarters on Mount Olympus. She must have transported a whole fashion shop up there, there were aisles and aisles of racks and a row of changing rooms on the side. Annabeth had tried to go but Aphrodite insisted that I was safe in her hands. I assumed at least a certain part of my body was safe in her hands.
She led me to a stage at the opposite corner, adjacent to two aisles at the furthest end of the hall. They both contained 30 metres worth of aisles filled with underwear. She pushed me up onto the wooden platform and smiled as she eyed my form, assuring me she was checking for size. "Now, strip." She commanded. I took off my shirt and trousers, shoes and socks and stood, letting her watch me in my boxers. The goddess raised her eyebrows and clapped her hands, the boxers fell around my ankles and revealed me completely. My member was head level with her, but I knew she would tie my hands around my back if I tried to cover up. Better to go with it than end up her prisoner. "I know exactly what I've got for you."
"What?" I questioned, my voice lighter than usual but she had run off down the aisle on the right and came back 5 minutes later with a handful of pants which she laid down beside me.
"Try these."
"Thanks." I muttered and pulled on the first pair. I was barely pulling on anything.
"Oh that does you compliments!" she exclaimed.
"It's a piece of string."
"Oh stop nit-picking!"
"I might as well be naked." I said blatantly and moved to the something more substantial for Aphrodite had clicked her fingers and a pile of boxers appeared by my side. I pulled one on.
"Needs a bit of adjusting." She commented and clicked her fingers for a second time, they tightened and shaped so they pushed against my body, accentuating my bulge. "Aaah! Perfect." I realised there were fish on the boxers, one was a particularly large one with its jaws open wide around the crotch.
"Can I try something looser?"
"Why would you want that? Show off!"
"Just to…hang out."
"Oh you can do that now!" she said and tugged off the boxers before handing me a new pair that was slightly more freeing. "Now let's start on the briefs!"
She made me step into a pair of bright green-coloured briefs. They were neon. I placed my hands on my hips. "I like these!"
"Neon quite suits you, Percy. Now – how about thongs?"
Annabeth's PoV
It was 10 minutes later that Percy appeared, without the goddess, in the centre of the room fully clothed carrying several bags. He rushed off to his cabin to return them before coming back and spinning the bottle. It landed between Conner and Travis.
"Dare." They said.
"Are you sure?" asked Jason. "After last time in the forest?"
"Shut up." They said in unison.
"Well, I dare you to both go and prank each other in front of the whole camp. Tomorrow."
"That all for tonight, then?" Jason asked.
"Well, it has been long." Piper said.
"Yeah." I said. "I still want to be able to function by tomorrow."
Travis's PoV
I prepared all that night; I didn't get a bit of sleep, but it would all be worth it. I was going to do it in the morning so as many people could see as possible. Conner and I exited our cabin at half past seven. Conner patted my back as we went down. "Good luck, mate." Conner encouraged.
"Yeah, you too." I responded.
Once we were there and sitting across the bench from each other, I was prepared and ready to start it. I waited until my food arrived and saw that most of the camp was there. I snuck out the remote control in my pocket. I would press it soon. Just wait until he had put down the cutlery. He rested it onto the ceramic a minute later and I breathed deeply. Pranking never nerved me, but that was mainly because I always had Conner by my side.
3…2…1…"WOOAH!" I yelled as a string pulled me up by the shirt. It must have been placed there when he patted y back! The whole tent became silent as they saw me dangling, like a bat, upside-down in mid-air. It was a strong string. I couldn't cut it. Conner laughed and a mumble swept the campers.
He took off my shirt and spun me around so that the faces of the people circled me like spirits. He stood on the chair and removed my socks and trainers. "Who wants to see Travis's pants?" Conner asked the group.
"Oh, yes!" someone shouted.
He pulled them down – well, up – and left me in my boxers. I was aware of the awkwardness: the yellow fabric falling down around my belly button leaving most of my thighs visible and my package was awkwardly looking down at my head. He then pulled up my boxers and slapped my behind. In front of everyone.
"TAKE THEM OFF!" someone chanted and soon half the camp had taken it up, cheering and clapping at Conner.
He grabbed the sides of my waistband and slowly began rolling them up. I was nerved slightly, would he really expose his brother? Yes, he probably would. "3…2…-" he began but then I remembered the remote control in my hand and struggled to find the red button. I pressed it before he revealed the tip of my privates.
A bang went up and he released my underwear in surprise, looking around to find the source of the disruption. A second bang went up and that was much closer. It was a small thing at the top of his trousers which I had inserted that morning, and it blew a hole in the top of his trousers, causing them to fall down quickly. The camp hooted. And then posters rolled down around the side of the most embarrassing pictures of Conner. He turned in shock at the photos surrounding him and whilst he was facing the other way, I moved my hands, placed them around his stripy trunks and pulled them down. The top of his shirt was the only thing that covered him. And even that didn't do it completely. The camp laughed again. Conner turned around in anger, pulling down his shirt seeing as he had nothing to pull up. Or, at least, nothing that would stay up.
"To pull up my boxers, you'll need to push up your hands." I laughed at him.
"I don't care." He muttered and pulled up his hands, completely exposing his member, and yanked my boxers off me, throwing them to a nearby table where the girls grabbed enthusiastically for them. I grabbed his t-shirt and pulled it up completely so there was no hiding for him. The camp laughed: we'd completely destroyed any of our modesty.
In the end, Katie helped me down, although her eyes were in the wrong place. Conner ran off back to the camp, wearing nothing from the waist down, and I lay exposed to the camp for another few minutes. Well, that went well.
Jason's PoV
That went well for the boys. At least it wasn't me, I couldn't imagine where my privates would reach if I was hanging upside down. Piper would have told me to stop gloating, but I didn't care. I was proud of my size. Well…until it was compared with Percy's. I put that thought out of my head.
Travis and Conner spun the bottle together, although in total silence, and it landed on Annabeth.
"Dare." She said.
Conner thought of one first. "Strip Jason to his pants and then lie in his arms for two minutes in your underwear and let him do whatever he wants to you. Oh, and Percy can't get physically aroused – if he does he loses two points and you and Jason get one each and you can't have sex with him for a week."
"Got that all out of your system, Conner?" Percy asked. Conner glowered at him.
"And how are we going to know if he gets aroused?" Piper asked. Always the first to think of those kinds of questions.
"I could put my hand down his trousers." Offered Clarisse.
"Unfair test." Piper said.
"He can strip naked." Travis suggested. Conner nodded, the first time since breakfast that he'd recognised his brother's existence.
"Or he can just take off his trousers and you can see if he's tenting." Percy himself suggested.
"No." the rest of the group said.
"And let Clarisse strip him." Conner decided.
Clarisse, unusually eager, went over to Percy and slowly undid the buttons his shirt, pulling it out and looking at his abs with watery eyes. She undid his flies and moved the two sides of his trousers to each side, revealing the fabric of his boxers. It was blue and grey, with fish on them. There was one extra large one surrounding his crotch. Percy sighed and stood up before Clarisse tugged down his trousers, pulled off his shoes and socks, rubbed her hand against his package, and pulled down the boxers. He wasn't aroused from that. A tough nut to crack.
But now, the part I was most looking forward to. Annabeth stood up wearing and approached me. She stripped to her red bra and knickers. I watched eagerly. So did Percy, but nothing was happening around the crotch area. Not yet, anyway. I needed him to loose those points. Annabeth pulled me up by my shirt and took off my outer clothes. Piper had suggested I wear bright, neon-green trunks today and I had obliged. They were tight-fitting and it didn't take a genius to figure that I was very happy. Percy must be very strong-minded if he wasn't. Annabeth, and Piper, raised their eyebrows at me but I wasn't ashamed.
I pulled Annabeth closer and she lay in my arms, her knickers against my trunks. I caressed her hair and she put her hands through mine. My hand moved across her chest, feeling her smooth skin. Her hands moved around the hair next to my nipples, grasping at the bulging muscles (they weren't the only thing that was bulging) on my arms, and the slight trace of stubble on my skin. My hands moved over her body gently, my eyes closed, and I soaked in the warmth from her. She was unlike Piper, a more relaxed being. She was like a wooden figure. Speaking of wood…I checked Percy but he was watching us nonplussed, unblinking even.
"You'll have to try harder than that." Annabeth whispered to me. I realised she was on my side too.
My hands moved further down, interfering with the small amount of fabric on her and fiddling with the elastic. I moved her further down my knee so that her arms could trace over my pants and on the thick, bright pink waistband of the trunks. She pulled them down gently, not enough to reach the part I was protecting but enough to possibly tease Percy.
"Annnddd time up!" Piper announced, checking her watch. She probably didn't want her friend messing with the part of her boyfriend which was reserved for her. Clarisse made a show of getting on one knee and looking at Percy.
"He's not aroused!" she exclaimed.
Percy grinned and opened his eyes. He had attached some very convincing images of his sea-green eyes to his eyelids. The cheat! The scoundrel! I punched him where it hurt. "Hey!" he said, but he had still won. "Nice pants, Grace." He teased.
"At least I didn't need Aphrodite to get them for me!" I responded smoothly.
"At least I don't go around looking like a poster for some long-gone rock band! Seriously – who wears neon? Especially down there."
"Oh shut it, fashion freak. I'm pretty sure boxers with fish on are reserved for children."
"I am the son of Poseidon – are you forgetting?"
"Oh shut it, both of you." Annabeth shouted. "Let's get back to it!"
She spun the bottle and found it landed on Leo.
"Dare." He perked up.
"Do 50 press-ups on top of Clarisse with your shirt off!"
"Why shirt off?"
"Because we need to see those non-existent abs!"
"I can't have that scrawny git on me!" Clarisse exclaimed.
"Oi!"
I glanced at the scoresheet next to me: Percy was on thirteen, Travis on seven, myself and Annabeth on six, Piper, and Valentina on five, Katie and Conner were on four, and Leo was struggling behind on three. Leo would need to take that dare! And we needed to get Percy off that top spot!
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