Jock Hunting (p)

"And this is the basketball court." Francios said to one of the newest demigods at Camp Half-Blood. It was around three o'clock that day and Francios had offered to take Habib-Hafez around camp, to show him all the cool things and unlimited supply of boy candy. "This is one of my favorite places to go. I like watching the guys get all sweaty from sports..." A shiver went down the son of Eros' back. "It's amazing." Francios was dressed in his camp shirt and pink shorts.

Habib nodded his head. He could feel himself start to write down everything he saw. This would go great in a short story about how a jock falls in love with a nerd. A classic! "It's very nice here," He said with a grin. "Especially the guys, I guess."

They both laughed.

"Let's sit in watch." Francios led the new camper over to one of the benches and sat down.

Francios watched this son of Dionysus do so with a twinkle in his eye. He looked over at Habib and smiled. "Watch the master at work." With that, he stood and walked into the court.

"Excuse me! Hi, your name is Jasper right? I was wondering if...well," Francios looked over his shoulder at Habib. "I have a friend who's new to camp and we haven't seen the Dionysus cabin yet. Could you show us please?" Francios looked up at Jasper and ran his finger down his chest. "Mm, muscular...."

"Aw, no play? First My best friend Jasef and now you?" Francios pouted and stopped his foot angrily. The son of Eros bit the tip of his finger and looked him over. Gods, he was hot. "And it can't be that lame. After all, it is the camp's party cabin." Francios bit the tip of his finger before turning around completely and waving Habib over. The Turkish demiod quickly got up and came over to stand beside Francios.

"This is Habib-Hafez, Habib, this is Jasper. I know him through my sister..." Francios looked him up and down. Habib waved to him with a smile on his face. "My, my. We can wait till your game is over."

"Oh, you're right. How rude of me Dutchman." He chuckled. "I'm Francios Dibango. Son of Eros, god of desire and," He looked down at the front of his pants. "erotic love." He finished with a chuckle. "Lead the way will you?" Francios poked Jasper's arm. "More muscle. My favorite."

Francios put his hands up and followed behind Jasper. He playfully nudged Jasper and chuckled. "Hey, Jasper. Maybe you can swing my the love gods' cabin. I'd love to show you a thing or two in that cabin. Like how some of us can read certain people's sexualities." Francios purred.

Both Francios and Habib chuckled. For some reason, the latter could tell that he was lying. He didn't know why, but Habib was one of those people who could see people's sexualities and apparently their relationship status. It was weird, but also came in handy. Habib secretly hoped that he was Francios' brother. They got along so well and hit it off in the matter of seconds.

"Right, right. Then maybe I could give you a massage." Francios offered. "I always wanted to rub a jock down and relax his muscles..."

Francios shrugged his shoulders. "You can play dumb all you want, Party Boy. I know."

"Wait," Habib-Hafez touched the son of Eros' arm. "We shouldn't out him if he's not ready to be." He whispered in his ear. Francios chuckled. Habib was feeling that itch again. That itch that never seemed to be satisfied.

"He's going to have to face the facts sooner or later." Fracnios responded and turned his attention back to Jasper. "I bet the girls just love you, huh?"

Francios was about to say something to Jasper, but stopped when Habib-Hafez spoke up.

"I...I love your cabin. I love all of them, actually. How each one is designed to fit that particular god parent or sphere of power." He ran his fingers along the wood of the cabin. "I love how the grapevines twirl against the wood like snakes in the grass..." Habib quickly took out his pen and pencil and started to jot down some ideas for his next romantic fantasy fanfiction. Francios raised an eye at Habib, then looked at Jasper and winked.

"He's good with words, isn't he?" Francios asked in a purr.

Habib-Hafez shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know. I haven't been claimed yet. Maybe at the campfire I'll know, but until then, I'm just going with Francios." Habib answered as he continued to write. The son of Eros looked at Habib, then at Jasper.

"Jasper, can I see you outside, please?" Francios asked, biting his lip.

Habib waved back and sat down beside Naomi. Meanwhile, Francios followed behind Jasper. He placed his hands on Jasper's chest and leaned in a bit. He made sure no one was around to see this, though. Habib had a point about outing people.

"Jasper, when are you gonna...take me on a date, hm?" He asked in a whisper. "I've been keeping my eyes on you, Dutchman. Don't you want a pretty boy on your arm?"

Francios groaned, rolling his eyes. "Jasper. I am a son of Eros. You think you can lie about your sexuality to me? I know. You have this...rainbow aura about you. Now, if you want, I can keep it a secret, but," Francios turned around and looked over his shoulder at Jasper. "Haven't you ever wanted to hold a guy in your arms? Kiss their neck?"

The son of Eros turned back around to look at Jasper and sighed. "You can't keep dying yourself. You like guys and there's nothing wrong with that." He told him before sighing and peeking into the cabin. "Look, if you want to talk, come by the minor love gods cabin just before the campfire." Francios rested a hand on his chest. "Deal?"

Francios smirked and shook his head. "Alright, then. Come on, Habib! You've seen enough." Habib looked up at Francios and nodded his head.

"Good bye, Naomi and Jasper! It was nice meeting you." Habib got up and walked away with Francios. The latter looked behind him, glancing at Jasper before looking ahead again.