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The Labours of Percy Jackson	By : MidnightBliss Category: M through R > Percy Jackson & the Olympians Views: 67767 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 4
Disclaimer: I do not own Percy Jackson and the Olympians, Rick Riordan does, nor do I make any money off of this. I only own this computer and a few pairs of boxers.

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“Perseus Jackson!!! This is the last time I’m going to tell you to get up and get ready for school.” I heard my mother call from the kitchen of our Manhattan apartment.

I turned over, stirring from my dreamless sleep, which was a good thing. My dreams have a nasty habit of coming true, but ever since the battle at the Empire State Building a few months ago, I had been sleeping more peacefully and dreaming only of the occasional ocean voyage or, even better, dreams about my new girlfriend Annabeth.

Annabeth and I had finally gotten together after years of awkward tension, but were only able to spend the last few weeks of the summer together before we were both called back to our homes by our mortal parents. Unfortunately, our homes were on opposite coasts, but the time we had spent together had been sweet, if all to brief. Whenever we weren’t training or eating we were in each other’s arms, sneaking out to the forest for a quick make out session. More than once we had been caught by Chiron and chastised, but we figured better him than Mr. D. Neither Annabeth nor I had any desire to be turned into dolphins or rendered mad.

Once or twice she had even snuck over to my cabin in the middle of the night; an act that I am sure would have been frowned upon if we had ever been caught. I was sure that somewhere Athena was looking down on us and frowning, but whenever I saw her in her tight camp T-shirt and jean shorts, all hesitation left me.

But despite Annabeth’s willingness to break camp rules for a quick make out session, she was still her mother’s daughter in more than the brains department, and Athena’s reputation as a Maiden Goddess also extended to her daughter. Not that I am all that experienced in those areas myself, but my lower half knows what it wants, if you catch my drift, and after a month of dating I had only barely gotten to second base. I’m not complaining, since I still replay that night, the night before we both went back to our respective coasts she snuck into my cabin to give me a farewell present.

A month prior I heard a knock on the cabin door, and at first thought it was my imagination or maybe some of the forest spirits were having fun at my expense, because I littered or something. It wasn’t until I heard the door opening and saw the silhouette of a girl, around my height, her blonde hair tied back in a loose ponytail standing in the doorway that I realized someone was actually there.

I couldn’t tell who it was but I had a good guess, just because I’m not Athena’s son doesn’t mean I am stupid.

“Annabeth?” I asked groggily, it must have been close to 1 a.m. and I had to be up early since my mom was going to pick me up.

The figure moved closer, closing the door quietly behind her as she made her way towards my bunk. I could clearly see it was Annabeth now, as she sat down on the edge of my bed.

“Quiet seaweed brains, do you really want Chiron to catch me in here?” She asked, in her normal condescending manner.

Seaweed brains was still her chosen term of endearment for me, although I’m not sure exactly how endearing it was, but she was right getting caught by Chiron in this situation would not be ideal.

“Sorry, I just meant, well what are you doing here?” I said, my voice hushed and I was now sitting up in bed and looking into her grey eyes.

“I just thought you would want to see me before you left, I didn’t think we would have enough time for a quick make out session in the morning, and I won’t be able to see you for at least a few months.” She began to explain, a blush crept across her cheeks that I could just make out in the dim moonlight.

“You do want to see me, don’t you?” She asked, biting down on her lower lip gently and looking at me. Her hand came to rest gently on my upper thigh as she sat there.

It always amazed me how logical she acted. She was a master strategist even in getting what she wanted in moments like this. Pushing all of my buttons, and even though I knew what she was doing I was powerless to stop her. She could easily be mistaken for a daughter of Aphrodite at moments like this.

“Of course I do. I just… I mean Chiron is keeping a close eye on us ever since the incident in the forest.” I said, trying hard not to pay attention to the hand on my thigh making its way closer to my crotch.

“You don’t sound like you do. You’re right. I should probably go.” She said, her lip in a fake pout as her hand gave the bulge that had been growing under the sheets a quick but firm squeeze.

She got up seemingly dejected and turned to walk away. I cursed in ancient Greek, under my breath, I hated when she played this game. After a month of dating I had come to the conclusion that Annabeth Chase was the biggest tease in the universe. She took some sort of sick pleasure in getting me to the point where I wanted to explode and then leaving me high and dry.

“NO! No. I’m sorry, please stay” I said, softly. I could almost see her smiling even though she was facing away from me at the time.

She practically skipped back to the bed before plopping back down on the bunk.

“Now that’s a good boy” her hand came to rest right back on my upper thigh, inches away from the bulge that her fondling had caused.

“Like I was saying, I thought I would give you something to remember me on those lonely New York nights.” Her hand gripped the covers and pulled them down past my boxers.

“Um…give me something. Like a gift?” I asked, rather stupidly. My eyes kept darting back between her hand, which was now on my bare thigh, her eyes and her mouth.

“Something like that” she said as her hand gripped the waistband of my boxers, pulling them down slowly. I gulped, we had never gone this far and her forcefulness was making me both uneasy and incredibly horny. “I just feel bad for teasing you all summer and I know you are starting your senior year and I wouldn’t want some skanky New York girl to steal you away.”

I could tell that she was genuinely worried by the sound of her voice. The whole thing with Rachel had made her worried, that I was going to leave her.

“Listen, sweetheart, you have nothing….” My voice was cut off as my cock popped out of my boxers, the cold night air cooling the warm skin.

“Wow Percy, now I know why they call them the big three.” She said a small smile coming to her face. Her eyes kept darting from mine to my cock.

“Um….thanks” I mumbled, I didn’t know what else to say. No one had ever complimented that part of me before or even seen that part of me before.

She reached out slowly towards it and wrapped her soft hand around the base. I groaned instinctively with pleasure as someone besides me touched my bare cock for the first time; her hand tentatively stroked my hard and often neglected member.

“A…Annabeth…gods that feels so good” I managed to choke out in between moans, I leaned back against my pillow, my eyes closed in pleasure as I received my first handjob.

“I’m glad you like your present now just lie back and relax, while I take care
of little Percy.” Her voice was low and seductive.

Her whispering only made the situation hotter, as her hand moved up and down in a steady rhythm. I couldn’t believe it, after weeks of her giving me the worse cases of blue balls she was finally giving my lower area a little attention. I looked up to see her poised over my cock, her face only inches away, I silently hoped that she would take my cock between her lips and into her mouth, but instead she just studied it like she would a set of blueprints. Her technique was maddeningly slow and methodical, it seemed like she was trying to get me off as slowly as possible, and drive me crazy in the process.

“Annabeth, not to… um… complain but do you think you could go a bit um faster?” I asked, and she snapped out of whatever daze she was in and looked at me. I could see a hunger in her eyes, like she wanted to go further but she was holding herself back.

“Um…sure, faster, got it.” Her pace increased and I found my hips bucking up to meet her strokes.

I noticed her free hand, playing with the button of her jean shorts, her grey eyes glazed over slightly in the dim light.

“Um Percy?” she asked softly, her hand not missing a beat.

“Yes?” I couldn’t help but be a little distracted by her stroking, and the tightening of my balls.

“Are you, you know, …close?” She asked, her voice sounding a little wistful.

“Mmm yes” I moaned out a little bit louder than I meant to. “Just keep going like that. Gods you’re so good at that Annabeth.”

She seemed to take my encouragement well as she increased her stroking again, I could hear little moans escaping from her, and I looked up to see her licking her lips. I could make out her hard nipples through her camp shirt. She squirmed on the bed as she pumped, pre-cum dripping out of my cock. She seemed intrigued by how my cock throbbed in her hand, and used her thumb to smear the pre-cum around the head of my cock

“Hurry Percy” she pleaded looking up at me and the look of lust in her eyes pushed me over the edge. I couldn’t understand why she was so impatient, but she wouldn’t have to wait much longer.

“I’m cumming Annabeth, gods I’m cumming.” I pumped away at her hand, my hips bucking uncontrollably as she pushed me over my limit.

It felt like I came for a full minute before I calmed down and he finally stopped stroking, squeezing every drop out of me and leaving me satisfied. I finally opened my eyes to find her standing up looking down at me, her hand glistening with my cum. I watched her bring it to her mouth and lick a little bit of it off, closing her eyes as she did. I got the feeling she expected it to be nasty, but instead found it acceptable because she took another, longer lick of her fingers.

“Not bad Percy.” She said softly, looking down at me through heavily lidded eyes.

“I could … um help you out too, you know” I said, hoping she would let me reciprocate. I had been dying to see what she looked like naked, but the closest she had let me get was seeing her in a plain white sports bra and shorts.

She seemed to mull it over in her head for a second, before chewing on her lower lip for a moment and taking a step backwards the cabin door.

“We’d better not. Why don’t we save that for next time?” She said sounding a little disappointed by her own answer.

She turned around and quickly made her way out of the Poseidon cabin. I only heard her utter a quick “See ya soon” before the door closed and the sound of her footsteps melted into the sounds of the night.

I laid there for a few moments, before the feeling of my own cum on the bare stomach began to make me feel gross. I got up and made my way to the bathroom of the cabin. I’d only seen a couple of the other cabins’ bathrooms but none were as nice as the Poseidon cabin’s. The sinks were large, ornate and made of beautiful blue marble as opposed to the normal porcelain. I opted for a quick shower, even though it was late, or early depending on your point of view.

My mother picked me up, by what used to be, Thalia’s tree after Annabeth and I had exchanged a quick goodbye kiss. I thanked her for the fun last night and she blushed bright pink.

“Don’t mention it seaweed brains” she said as she waved to my mom from the bottom of the hill. “You should see what I am planning for Christmas”.

With that she gave me a quick peck on my cheek and walked away. I stood there for a moment my imagination going into high gear, and my eyes glued to her toned legs and ass.

“Percy!!! I said get up. You don’t want Paul to leave without you, do you?” I heard again, breaking me out of my fantasy.

I didn’t have time to lay there fantasizing about Annabeth, my new stepfather Paul was a nice guy but he was a stickler for punctuality and he had left me behind at home before. I hurriedly got dressed and raced into the kitchen, kissing my mother on the cheek and grabbing a blue waffle before racing out to catch Paul just as he was getting into his car.
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