Adventures of the eggs of the heroes
of Olympus: Part 5.
By that Russian Guy
Ballbusting Boys: Beaten Eggs Blog created by Дарксторм Десептикон (blogsport name: Russian Guy)
Three new half-bloods appeared in the camp.
Jake, Michael and John. The boys were 12 years old. Three small, hyperactive
disasters. Jake was a blue-eyed blonde, Michael was a dark brown brunette with
brown eyes, and John was a gray-eyed brunette. Percy was given the task of
giving the brand new a tour. It was early morning. Percy slept in Poseidon's
house. He was lying on a bunk in just dark green boxers and a T-shirt with the
inscription "kick me in eggs."
"Percy!" was Grover's voice, accompanied by a knock on the door. Jackson reluctantly woke up and got up from his bunk. There was a bump in his groin on his panties from his eggs and. The guy lazily walked over to the door and opened it.
“- What are you, Grover?” asked Percy yawning sleepily.
“For you an assignment from Mr. Dee. Don’t forget to wear…” said Grover,
slamming his palm into Percy’s eggs.
The guy bent down groaning in pain and
surprise. The T-shirt was soon plastered with a new name.
“Pants! Don't forget!” Grover laughed and runs
away.
“Oh...” Percy said, rubbing his balls and taking his jeans from the back of the
bunk and starting to pull them on. Soon Percy was pulling on his jeans,
buttoning his belt and tucking in the loose strap. There was a bump in the
groin of his jeans that made him ache. After getting dressed, the guy went
outside. Three newcomers were waiting for him near the dining pavilion looking
eager. No sooner had Percy taken ten steps than the fist of one of Ares' sons
dented a bulge on Percy's jeans, causing the guy to groan in pain and bend. An
autograph immediately appeared on his T-shirt. After a minute, Percy was able
to straighten up and continue on his way. The eggs whined after a powerful
blow.
Percy continued on his way, but then Leo
approached him.
"Hi Jackson," Leo said.
"Zdarova Valdez," Percy replied, clutching the bulge on his jeans.
Leo's fist immediately flew into Percy's balls. The guys bent over in pain, but
signed each other's T-shirts. Percy went to the newcomers. No sooner had he
opened his mouth than the foot of one of the boys, who wore a very heavy
leather boot, flew into Percy's eggs. It was Jake.
“Damn... You caught them," Percy said. The boys laughed, Percy somehow
straightened up. Jake signed his t-shirt. Immediately, Michael's fist flew into
Percy's eggs. Percy bent down in pain again and groaned.
“Oh... Guys, what's your name?” Percy asked.
"I'm Jake," said the blonde.
"I'm Michael," said the brown-eyed brunette. Percy straightened up
somehow. And then his balls were grabbed with a small but strong hand. Percy
howled in pain.
“I'm John," said the third guy, clutching Percy's long-suffering eggs in
his fist. Jackson had tears streaming from his eyes. John finally let go of
Percy's eggs and a signature appeared. Percy began to give the guys a tour
after he could walk straight.
~End
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