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Luke Castellan collapsed onto his bed with a loud groan of annoyance. He had served in the war, and while Percy had received help with his rehabilitation, people were now assuming the two of them were dating. Luke wasn't interested in Percy—at least, he didn't think he was. Percy was much better than him in so many ways.
It didn’t matter that when he thought Percy was dead, he had gone on a monster-slaying rampage. Or that when an earthquake rocked through camp, he had hunted down the son of Poseidon only to find a pool of blood. Luckily, Percy was fine, but Clarisse had almost lost her head.
He went to talk to Percy about the rumors, only to walk into him in the shower. Percy is undeniably stunning. With long, strong legs, a slim waist, and a tan complexion, he exudes confidence. His six-pack abs are not just impressive; they clearly reflect the dedication he has put in over the years. There’s no denying his attractiveness. Luke’s ice-blue eyes landed on a Percy soft phallus.
Oh shit. So far, it was seven inches. A rush of heat hit Luke's body as he thought about how big Percy would be at full mast. He snuck out and made it back to his room before he could get caught.
Luke closed his eyes with a sigh. Maybe he just needed some sleep.
Luke opened his eyes and looked around. Why was he in the throne room of Olympus? Where were the gods? Before he could ask any questions, a rough hand knotted into his hair and dragged him to his feet. Luke hissed, hands shooting up, and grabbed the arm of the bastard who dared touch him. It didn't last long before he was thrown at the feet of Zeus's throne. He felt the cold floor on his skin.
Wait, skin?
He looked down and revealed that he was naked. Luke tried to cover himself, only for a pair of hands to grab his arms, pin them firmly behind his back.. He looked back and felt his blood freeze in shock.
“Percy!?” Luke choked out. The son of Poseidon smirked, and the look in his sea-green eyes was vicious and victorious. Like he won a battle, and entered to enjoy his prize. Luke was thrown onto the floor by one woman and dragged to his knees in front of Percy. The blonde male realized that the son of Poseidon was naked as well. Percy wrapped his hand around Luke's jaw, forced it open, and buried his dick inside Luke's wet mouth.
Luke's eyes widen, tears filling them as Percy bumps the back of his throat with his cock. The son of Poseidon growled as he fucked Luke's face. The older male hollowed out his cheeks, hands on Percy’s muscular thigh, trying to bring more pleasure to the other male. Drool escaped the side of Luke's mouth as he was being used.
SLURP! SLURP! SLURP! SLURP! SLURP!
The noise was loud and sinful. Percy moaned as he subtly pulled away; the only thing connecting them was the strings of saliva. Luke gasped and caught, desperately trying to catch his breath afterwards. Luke looked down, and his cock was red, rock hard, and leaking fluid all over the floor. He didn't get a chance to register what the actual fuck was happening before Percy bent him over the throne, cold marble pressed against his chest
“Percy!” Luke gasped, and Percy licked his hole. Lavish in the pucker rim, Percy licks and laps the hole. Luke moaned as he clawed at the thrones. A rough tongue breaches the rim, making Luke arch his back in shock. “Wha- wait. We ca-”
Luke didn't finish his sentence before Percy stood, dragging him off the throne with ease. Since when was Percy this fucking strong? The son of Poseidon sat down on the throne, pulled Luke in his lap, guided his cock to Luke's hole, and shoved him down, forcing Luke to ride his cock. Stars flashed like vision as he was made to ride the Percy. Luke moans, noise needy, and he takes the large cock into his body. Percy suddenly growled like an animal, thrusting his hips up as he fuck Luke, ruined hole. The scream that left his lips was pure ecstasy.
Percy spun them around, laying Luke down on the throne, just to get deeper. Pounding Luke's hole, making it take every inch, their hips connecting with a sharp smack. The blonde male reaches for Percy, only for his hands to be pinned above his head hard. The pain added to the bliss. Luke can feel the heavy, hard, thick dick inside his stomach, forcing him to get closer and closer to the point of no return. He could stop it even if he wanted to
Luke's mind was broken, solely focusing on the pleasure. He can take it. Percy was groaning above him. It's too much. He was so close. He was about-
Luke's eyes shot open before rolling back into his head as he came hard, a whirlwind of pure desire and pleasure shooting throughout his entire being as he came his pants like a pathetic bitch, back arching, a choked noise escaping his mouth. It took some time to catch his breath. Luke managed to sit up and look around while he was still in his room in the big house. The son of Hermes. felt his hole clenching around nothing and his cock twitching in his ruined pants. Body aching from something that hadn’t even happened.
It was all a dream. A dream where Percy fucked him six ways on Sunday and then more.
Oh fuck.