I had barely gotten out of the doorway, when Drew's imperious voice hailed me.

"Percy", she called. "I hope you haven't forgotten to help me."

I ground my teeth, and walked to Cabin Ten, next door. Drew stood at the door with a boy around my age, who looked as miserable as I felt.

"Good to see you here", Drew said. "I want you to clean our cabin."

I peaked inside the door, and gaped at the mess inside. The beds were unmade, and rubbish was scattered on the floor.

"Don't worry", Drew said evilly, correctly interpreting my anger. "Matt, here, has… er… volunteered… to help you. Isn't that right, Matt?"

Matt nodded sullenly.

"Well, I'll better let you two get on with that", Drew said, and swept away.

Matt and I stood at the door to Aphrodite's Cabin.

"What did you do?" I asked sympathetically.

"I accidentally threw away Drew's nail polish", he said gloomily.

"And she's making you clean the cabin for that?" I said, surprised.

"All month", Matt replied, and sighed unhappily. "We'd better get started. If Drew's not happy with our work, she'll extend our punishment."

Reluctantly, we began to clean the cabin. Matt was a good companion. When Drew left, he transformed from a cowed follower, to likeable demigod, for a child of Aphrodite. He made jokes about all the random junk we found, telling me who they belonged to, and any funny stories he could think about them. Matt was handsome – average height, with short blond hair, and blue eyes that sparkled with mischief.

Soon, the cabin was nearly clean. Percy scrounged under the bed for any last wrappers or torn posters when he felt something more solid. He pulled it out. It was a mirror with celestial bronze backing attached to a short handle. I called Matt over, and we both stared at it.

"I've never seen this before", Matt said.

I turned the mirror over. Words in Ancient Greek were etched on the back. The letters swam in my vision as I tried to read them.

"Mirror of Aphrodite", I translated.

I turned the mirror back again, and I stared at my reflection.

"I've heard of this mirror", Matt said softly.

He wasn't staring at the mirror, but at my face.

"It's legendary in our cabin", Matt continued. "It's meant to have extraordinary powers. Among them, it's meant to make anyone who looks into it susceptible to suggestions."

He looked at me with a wicked grin.

"Let's try it out, shall we? Percy, act like a dog."

Suddenly, I dropped the mirror, and went down onto my hands and knees. I tried to tell Matt that this wasn't funny, but all that came out was a series of barks and growls. Matt patted my head affectionately, and I wagged my tail and panted.

"You can be a human again", Matt said.

I slowly stood up, glaring at Matt.

"What did you do that for?" I asked, outraged.

"I had to test it out. And I was right. This is the Mirror of Aphrodite."

"Ok", I said. "So, what do we do with it?"

"Give it to me", Matt said, his hand outstretched. "It's my mother's."

I placed the mirror in his hand without thinking.

"Hey!" I said angrily. "Stop that!"

"Sorry, Percy", Matt said, his grin anything but apologetic. "I just can't help it. You're a good-looking guy, and I'm the son of the goddess of love."

Matt shrugged. I just stared at him.

"What are you talking about?" I asked.

"I've had my eye on you for some time", Matt explained. "As I said just before – you're good-looking, I'd even say hot. I've wanted to get you alone to see whether some of the rumours I've heard are true, if you know what I mean. I was just lucky today. And so can you be."

"I'm still so confused", I told Matt. "What rumours?"

Matt chuckled.

"I'll let you know soon enough", he teased.

Matt raised the mirror. Before I could look away, I caught a glimpse of my face replicated back at me.

"Whenever I raise this mirror, you won't be able to look away", Matt said. "I need you to look into it each time I want you to do something. And when you're looking into my mother's mirror, you'll feel calm and relaxed."

I tried to tear my eyes away from the mirror, but couldn't. I didn't want to. I just wanted to stare into Aphrodite's Mirror all day, and forget about Kronos, Camp Half-Blood, everything.

"Strip for me", Matt ordered.

He lowered the mirror, and tucked it into the waistband of his jeans. Immediately, I glared at Matt, my calm state shattered.

"I'm not doing what you say", I spluttered, "magic mirror or no."

"Really?" Matt said, a stupid grin still plastered on his face. "Then why have you taken off your shirt?"

I looked down. I was bare-chested, my orange Camp Half-Blood t-shirt in my hand. I threw it on the floor in anger and disgust.

"Stop playing games with me", I yelled, frustrated.

Matt just laughed as I kicked off my shoes and socks. My hands went unbidden to unbutton my jeans. I unzipped them, and they fell down to my knees. Matt raised his eyebrows.

"No underwear?" he asked in surprise. "You prepared for me! And you're hard!"

As I stepped out of jeans, Matt circled me, looking at me from all sides, like a lion stalking its prey.

"Five and a half inches long, I think", he muttered to himself. "Much shorter than what people say."

"Hey!" I said. "There's nothing wrong with my cock!"

"I didn't say that", Matt retorted. "It's just the rumours I've heard. Some seemed to say that your cock is pretty much a third leg. I mean, your brother's a cyclops. Maybe something rubbed off?"

Matt paused as he stood in front of me.

"What's this?" he said.

My gaze followed his pointing finger to the skull imprinted on the base of my cock.

"A tattoo?" Matt said. "Interesting…"

He reached out to tap the skull. As he did so a shot of fire ran through me. I arched my back, and moaned loudly. Matt jumped back in shock.

"What was that about?" he asked.

"Nothing", I replied, blushing.

"Hmmm…" Matt said, but didn't press the issue.

He stepped back, observing me for a moment, before he took out the mirror again. A wave of calm washed over me.

"Don't leave the cabin", Matt said.

He put away the mirror, then, making sure the door was closed and locked, stripped off his own clothes. Matt stepped closer to me. I wasn't sure what to do. Matt didn't seem to be threatening me, but I didn't like how close he was getting. Matt reached down, and grabbed my cock. I jerked back slightly, but Matt clung on. He placed his cock next to mine, then began to jerk them off together. It was a strange feeling. I was still hard, as I had been for a some time now, but the feeling of skin on my cock sent pleasurable shivers down my spine. When Matt stepped away a few minutes later, I clung onto him, unwilling to leave that feeling.

But Matt wasn't done with me yet. He lay on the ground, then, using the Mirror of Aphrodite as encouragement, got my to crawl over and suck his cock. Matt's cock was a bit longer than mine, with a smattering of blond hair at the base. I licked it from head to base, eliciting a moan from the son of Aphrodite, then took Matt's cock into my mouth.

For a few minutes, I sucked Matt. Inside, I was fuming. There was nothing I could do to stop Matt using Aphrodite's Mirror on me. And I could still feel Kronos inside my mind, probably ready to stop me from doing anything to stop Matt. I only came back to myself when felt Matt shift under me. Without letting me take my mouth off his cock, Matt moved so that the was lying on his side. He reach out, and grabbed my cock with one hand, pulling me towards him. After stroking my cock a few times, Matt began to suck my cock, taking it all into his mouth in one go. Although I was still furious at Matt and Kronos, the feeling of Matt's tongue on my cock pushed it all to the back of my mind. Matt's fist grasped the base of my cock, stroking it when his mouth wasn't on it. A finger on his free hand reached out, and pressed the skull imbedded in my groin.

My mind went white. I forgot about my anger. All I wanted to do was cum. My hips thrust involuntarily forwards; only Matt's hand wrapped around my cock prevented me from choking him. I moaned around his cock, which only made it pulse even more. Matt pressed the skull again, and I felt pleasure course throughout my body, spreading down to my cock. Inside, my mind was now roaring. I was desperate to cum. If Kronos had been present, I would have done anything to cum. But Kronos remained silent. Maybe he was sitting in my mind, gloating over my agony.

Finally, Matt grunted, and came into my mouth. Since he hadn't told me that I could get off him, I continued to suck, milking all of the cum out of him. When Matt pushed me off, I lay on the ground, dazed. Matt sat beside me. He gripped my cock with a free hand, and began to jerk me off. My mind felt confused; I just couldn't deal with the stimulation my cock had gotten in the last few hours. After a few minutes, Matt looked at me angrily.

"Why don't you cum already?" he asked.

"I can't!" I gibbered.

I couldn't explain to Matt why I couldn't cum; he wouldn't be able to accept that Kronos wasn't actually dead, but sitting there in my mind, able to control what I did.

"Oh, come on!" Matt said unbelieving. "All guys can cum. And you've been hard since you got in here. I could see the bulge in your pants when you arrived. That's what gave me the courage to use the Mirror."

At the mention of the Mirror, Matt's eyes lit up. He scrambled over to grab it, while I lay still. When Matt returned, he held Aphrodite's Mirror over my face.

"Cum!" Matt ordered.

To my surprise, I felt my cock twitch. Then, stream after stream of cum blasted out of my cock. Matt fell back is amazement, as twenty jets of cum shot from my cock to land on my and floor around me. When it was done, I lay on the ground, exhausted, as my cock deflated.

"That was really something", Matt said, stunned.

I sat up slowly, and smiled weakly at Matt.

"Do you mind if I quickly wash up?" I asked, gesturing at the bathroom.

Matt nodded, and I quickly showered, to get rid of the cum that covered me. When I left, Matt had cleaned the mess I made. He winked at me, and I blushed. Seeing that the cabin was clean, I said an embarrassed goodbye to Matt, then left Aphrodite's Cabin.