AN: Sorry for the few days of delay, but here is chapter 47! Hope you enjoy:

Jason's PoV

The briefs I was wearing were dragged down to my thighs and I felt myself exposed freely to the air. And then a pair of cool hands enclosed around me and moved up and down like moving up and down a pole. A very, very straight pole. And then a tight-lipped, sweet mouth attacked me like a sponge. A very soft, smooth sponge lubricated with a shampoo than almost seemed to smell of aftershave. Some hair brushed against my belly, it was coarse and rough.

A grunt sounded from beside me – from Percy – and soon one followed from myself and the hands and mouth withdrew, a towel was wiped over me, my briefs were pulled up and adjusted, and the footsteps receded to the bathroom. Then they returned again and shuffled against the wall alongside, I saw after the blindfold was removed, the other spectators.

Percy stood beside me, his cheeks flushed red, his neck pale, the hairs on his neck standing on end, and a very blatant bulge protruding from his boxers. His hands were by his side, quivering slightly. I noticed I stood in the same situation and so moved my hands over my briefs where I saw that a certain appendix was trying to escape via the waistband!

I then looked at the four girls in front of me: Piper, Annabeth, Katie, and Valentina. Clarisse wasn't there – she wouldn't have wanted to see my member, not after what I had done to her.

"So…you've dropped the jocks and they've sucked the co –" Conner began.

"Yes, alright, we get it Conner." Percy said.

"Well – who do you think it was?" Conner asked.

I looked at the row of four girls: they all stood with straight hair, no one had messy hair, or smudged make-up, and none were blushing or flustered in any way. A few had smiles on their lips, but that could have been because of the funny expressions that I must have showed on my face when I –. Or at my hands that were still placed firmly on my underwear to protect what very little dignity that remained for me. I didn't exactly want anything playing peek-a-boo!

I looked at them again, harshly. Then I decided to do something rash and removed my hands from my pants. Two pairs of eyes looked pointedly at it: Piper and Valentina. But I knew Piper, she'd done something like that before to me and the mouth didn't feel the same. So I decided it was Valentina.

"Valentina." I said.

"Why?" Conner asked.

"She was looking at my bulge."

"Probably looking at your briefs." Percy commented.

"And you?" I asked him.

"I think it was Piper." He said. "Because there's red lipstick down below."

"Err…I'm not wearing lipstick." Piper said.

"But your lips are red."

"Just natural." She said. "I am the daughter of Aphrodite.

"But…" and he pulled down his boxer shorts slightly.

"That's the blood, mate – or the towel." Conner said, smirking. "And you're both wrong. So, do it again!"

Percy's PoV

I felt the familiar fabric of my t-shirt wrapped around my eyes as the blindfold. And then another pair of hands entered my boxers, although this time they unbuttoned the front of my pants and let me rise freely out of the gaping hole. They were warmer than last time, and slightly wet. Whoever was currently pleasuring me had been with Jason only a few minutes prior. The hands were rougher and they wrapped around me and stroked me gently. I found a touch of fingers on my arm and realised Jason had risen his arms in freedom – I smacked him away.

After the towel had rubbed me off, I pulled up my boxers (buttoning them up after), and then looked at the girls in front of me. But then I had a thought, because none of them looked the type and stared at Annabeth with horror. She smirked back. But… it couldn't be… he wouldn't dare… not in front of his brother!

"So…who do you think it was?" Conner asked.

I looked at him and responded. "You." Believe me, it was with utter disgust.

Jason gasped. "And it was Travis for me!" I should have whispered who I thought it was!

"Both times." Said Piper and then she burst out laughing.

I looked down in horror and pushed down my arousal but it sprang up again and that received yet more laughter than the girls – a cackling sound like wild witches.

"So… what do we do now?" asked Travis.

"Well… I was thinking…" Conner began. "Go for a fight – and no special powers – and the one who pulls off the other's pants wins."

I turned to Jason and smacked him around the face to which he responded by grabbing my arm. I ran to him and pinned him against the wall but then he made a grab for my boxers and I staggered away before he could pull them off. Then he charged at me and pinned me against the wall: he pushed down my boxers so they were wrapped around my thighs but I reached behind, grabbed the waistband of his briefs and pulled him up by them before pushing him away so that he fell to the floor. I took his briefs and pulled with all my strength so that they came down all the way to his feet. He ground his heels to the ground to stop me pulling them completely off.

I moved closer to pick them up but he pulled my pants down with his hands to my shins but I used that opportunity to push his chest back down which meant his heels sprang up and I took off the briefs, pulling my boxers up and waving them above my head. I smiled down at the naked Jason and chucked the briefs at Valentina.

"Oh fuck." Was all my rival could muster. I winked at him. And then his hands thrust themselves up suddenly, grabbing the side of my boxer shorts, and pulled them down to my ankles before pushing me over and pulling them off. Not a draw, exactly, but I guess he could the satisfaction he wanted.

That night, we grouped together – all except Clarisse who had stopped coming. Shame, I had had an idea as of what to do with her: make her fight naked with the rest of the group without any swords – she would have done well.

"Well done me." I said after a minute's silence. "So… any congratulations?"

"Just tell us our dares." Said Jason.

"I think you know exactly what you're doing. But I want to leave that to the end. So…let's do it one by one." I announced and turned my head towards Travis – the source of great woe during these past few days. And then I turned towards Conner too, remembering he was part of it as well. "This is one for both of you. I'm going to take you to the capture the flag rounds – I planned this earlier, you see. Tonight, though, there'll be no flags. It's just a practice game as well, so they won't be out to kill. Instead of capturing a flag, they will have to suck your co –"

"Oh… all right!" Conner said. "You're getting girls to suck us off?"

"When you put it like that…"

"Yes! It sounds brilliant!"

Conner's PoV

Ten minutes later and I was standing in a cold, damp, stone-walled room (fully clothed), chained by a metal link to a post in the side. I was told that if I made a noise, they would smash a rock on my head so, naturally, my lips were locked, padlocked, tied together, and chained to each other.

I sunk against the wall, my hands placed in my lap, and closed my eyes. And then many minutes passed and all that I head was the clamour of swords striking each other, armour clinking loudly, and spears being pushed down into the ground.

And then the clanging and the banging and the shouting and yelling, and chanting drew closer and closer to the fort and rising shouts and calls for help spread throughout the fort. It was within a minute that the door in the room swung open and a group of five entered, wielding their sword and scanning the corners and then one of the boys saw me and tugged me up.

"I've been looking forward to this part." Said someone invisible at the other side of the group.

I stood up and looked at the and then the boy knelt down and his hand moved to my belt buckle and then I moved back, clutching my clothing. "Not you, for gods' sake!"

"Oh, alright! Let's listen to the prisoner!" he said. To be completely fair, I had done it to Percy and Jason.

"Nah, let me do it." Said a girl, she had the voice of the person who had first spoken. "If he finds me attractive, it will happen quicker. No offence, mate."

And she knelt down and I let her pull down my trousers and then my bright blue trunks. Her hands reached around me, carefully massaging and relaxing me, running her hands up and down me. I found my hands clutching into her shoulders aggressively and found her hands grow more urgent and agitated.

"Oh… gods…" I muttered quickly, my heart rate and breathing quickening rapidly.

And then, when I thought it was coming to a close and my hips began buckling towards her, the boy (who had not, to my shame, averted his eyes) knelt down next to her and moved her hands (which were unwilling, might I add) away and grabbed my privates himself. I didn't have the strength to stop myself and found myself buckling one last time. He had brought, to my tip, a golden goblet and squeezed me along the tube, like toothpaste and pulled it away.

"That was an experience…" said the girl."

"Nah – not an exactly extraordinary length, Calvin Klein underwear. Surely you've seen it before?"

Oi! He couldn't be dissing my pants! I pulled them up and stroked the black waistband. "Erm… that was actually my first time." She blushed.

"Well thanks." I muttered sarcastically as they moved away swiftly with my spunk, leaving me there in my t-shirt and trunks.

"Oh…" he said, turning. "shall we bring him with us?"

"He'll be too disgusted." Another boy said. What were they going to do?

One of the girls took out of her pocket a ring of keys which she told the rest of the group she had taken off a guard. She unlocked the handcuffs wrapped around my wrists. "On one condition: take off your t-shirt."

I sighed and shrugged off my shirt and walked across the battlefield, keeping to the trees, in just my very tight pants. They surrounded me like penguins in a huddle, some hands brushing too close to where I really wished they wouldn't.

Travis's PoV

Ten minutes after being locked inside a cramped room, I heard a huge knock on the door. Someone was banging against the door and then I heard a jangle as someone passed them a bunch of keys and the lock clicked lightly as the key turned.

I had to push myself right into the corner to avoid being whacked unconscious as the door swung violently around on its hinges, thumping the cold wall with a huge bang. A group of three girls stood framed in the doorway and, upon first sight, they rushed at me, cornering me, and two went on either side of me, tugging down my trousers whilst the third got down onto her knees and seductively licked her lips before pulling down eyeing up my red briefs. Her hands reached up and tugged them off and then all three began attacking my crotch.

It didn't take long before one of them gasped and tugged out the goblet from her belt and, removing the lips of the girl who had pulled off my pants, she brought the goblet to my tip and only just managed to capture the last remaining substance that I had just produced to the world.

They then frogmarched me out of the door before taking me to the top of the stairs. And then I saw Conner, in just his Calvins – he always thought he looked hot in those, he really didn't, his bulge always poked out funnily – also surrounded by a group (some of whose hands were invading him) with one holding a goblet, similar to the one held to me, which contained some godly juices. One of the girls who were with me reached out and knocked the jar out of the hands and she gasped and reached down in a panic to stop it from falling out. A sticky patch was left on the ground.

But the group attacked mine and pushed us all up against the wall before moving us back along and pushing us all into the room we were in before. I was pushed amongst three girls, my body in close proximity to three others. They locked us in.

"At least we still have the juice." The one girl said, her hand enclosing around my member in sympathy. She then looked down and motioned to the quite wide hole at the bottom of the stone wall. I went first, they insisted, and went sideways to avoid anything sensitive scraping against the rough stone. I clung to the floor, the room was on the first floor, and dropped lightly, bending my knees as I reached the ground before moving to the side and allowing the others to drop too. We then rushed across the field, regardless of the other people, to the opposite force.

Annabeth's PoV

The two came in, fully clothed, half an hour after they were sent back. They looked absolutely mortified and I really didn't want to ask why. Percy was quick to finish off his dares and so, ignoring the two pale boys, he moved on to Katie.

"Strip Conner naked and lie on the bed with him equally unclothed." He told her.

"Just to spite me?" asked Travis.

"As always."

Katie got up and stripped to her bra and knickers before pulling Conner up the top of his trousers and pushing her body up against him in a way she might do with Travis. Her hands clawed at his chest and within a minute his t-shirt had been taken away as if it had never existed. Her hands then reached beneath his trousers and pulled up the waistband of his trunks so that his pants wrapped above his belly button. She then yanked down his jeans and straddled his waist before pushing him backwards so that he landed rather ungracefully on the soft mattress.

She then turned her body so that her back was facing Conner's face and she pushed him so that he lay upon Jason's duvet in just his pants. She was sitting on his belly and her hands were teasing at the waistband of his bright blue trunks (which she had now pulled down to their original position). I noticed a slight wet patch on them. She pulled down the front of his trunks so that the very jewels they were meant to be supporting fell out; well, they would have fallen out if they weren't very stiffly held in place. She pulled off his trunks, seeming to judge them; I thought that Percy would look very sexy in them. I turned to him and whispered that.

Whilst everyone's eyes were diverted urgently to the situation on the bed, Percy pulled me closer and unzipped his flies to reveal the very same pair. I didn't state that his bulge was showing. Once he'd zipped up and returned to watching the scene like he would a football match, I moved my hands down his jeans and moved my hands over the light fabric monstrously. I'd never known him to wear branded underwear before. I found it very hot on her and even hotter when it was off Conner. I looked up to find Piper looking at us, she winked at me and subconsciously moved her hand under Jason's trousers.

Katie's underwear was then stripped away and the two simply lay there for ten seconds, seemingly struck by embarrassment as suddenly as lightening. Conner seemed to be marvellously aware of the fact that his privates were very close to his brother's girlfriend's leg, and Katie was conscious that Conner's nipples were right against hers.

Once changed and sitting back on their chairs (Katie, Travis, and Conner all keeping their distance from one another), Percy turned to the next along: Leo.

"Well you piece of shit! It's your turn!" Percy said.

Leo gulped. "Go easy, perhaps?"

"You're bloody joking. Let me draw on your balls."

"Oh god…"

"In permanent marker."

"Oh no…"

"And Jason can help."

"Oh fuck…"

Leo's PoV

Jason and Percy pushed me into the bathroom and, wanting their hands touching me for as small a time as possible, I pulled off my belt and pushed down my trousers. My proposed night with Valentina was ruined! I then realised the two were sniggering and groaned; I was wearing tighty whities! Valentina liked me in those…

I pulled them down and clamped my hands over the parts which weren't required for the drawing. Percy drew from his pocket ten highlighters, in multiple different colours: neon pink, black, orange, purple, green, blue, brown, yellow, white, and gold. Percy grabbed the green, Jason the blue, they both uncapped the pens, and got to work.

Ten minutes later and I was frogmarched into the main cabin in just my white briefs before Jason beckoned Piper and she came up to me, putting her back against my chest and moved down my pants as she bent her knees as well. Her hands moved over my dangling privates and she moved to the side.

Percy started a drumroll; gods, I hated him! And then, ten seconds in, she pulled her hand away and the cabin descended into laughter: words, hearts, unicorns, girl's knickers, my tight whities danced across the skin like spotlights. I went to pull my pants up but realised that Piper had clamped my hands to my back. Piper showcased them, moving me around so that all areas were visible to everyone. I felt like a statue: always observed and judged, naked in the open in front of many others, exposed to the elements. It was only when everyone had laughed at me enough times to satisfy Piper that she pulled up my pants.

Finally, I got the opportunity to put on my clothes and returned to my seat. Percy turned to Valentina next. He didn't have much against her, except that she owned about half of his underwear drawer (even after Aphrodite helped stock it up).

"Go around the camp and steal twenty pairs of pants from the bodies of sleeping boys."

"How do you know they'll be in their underwear?" she asked.

"It's bloody hot! Of course they will be!" Valentina stood up, grinned slightly, and then Percy added. "Oh, and I'll take them from you." She frowned.

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