Date: Sun, 17 Apr 2022 20:14:46 -0400 From: James Karvonen Subject: Double Teamed -3 "How do you know that I even wanted to play that game with you two?" "If you don't play the game with us, you're a chicken." Jason stated. "Yeah, a chicken." Gary laughed. "I'm no chicken, and I'll play that little game with you, but how about letting me know what the rules to the game are?" "It's easy, anytime during the night or day when you're about the do something you can call out, last one to do so and so gets double teamed. If you're the last one then the other two can do anything that they want to do to you. There's no time limit on what they might want to do to you." "And what type of things can they do to you?" Mike asked suspiciously. "Anything." "That's not telling me very much." "You'll see tonight unless you decide to chicken out and not play this game with us." Jason added. "I told you two that I would play this little game of yours." Mike stated. Still he wasn't very enthusiastic about the game that the Kinplinski brothers had just come up with. "Promise." Jason chided. "I promise." "No backing out." "No backing out." Mike repeated. Jason looked over at Gary and shouted, "Yes!" The two brothers gave each other the high five. They swam together for another fifteen minutes or so before finally getting out of the water. Mike found himself looking at Jason and Gary's nude bodies, especially their midsections as they raced past him towards the tent. From what Mike could see both boys were hairless. Unlike him who was uncircumcised, Jason and Gary were both circumcised. Because Jason was 13 his genitals were larger and more mature then his little brothers genitals were. Gary was only 11, and because of his age his balls were smaller then Jason's balls were. Gary's twin testes were contained loosely in a low hanging wrinkled sack which meant that they his balls had already dropped, a sure sign that he was on the threshold of puberty. Though Mike didn't know the reason behind it but watching them swim and play together in the nude had been arousing to him to the point that he now sported an erection beneath his bathing suit. The tenting at the front of his bathing suit attested to that fact. He watched as they both disappeared into the tent. He went on ahead and pulled off his bathing suit hanging it up to dry on the branch of a tree that he was standing under. He pulled on his briefs and pants, then opening his backpack he took out an aluminum pot to boil the water in that they would be using for their meal tonight. Taking the pot over to the artesian well he filled it up with water then walked over to the nearby fire pit. He set the pot of water to the side then started building the cooking fire. When he had the fire going he placed the pot of water on top of the fire. By the time Jason and Gary eased out of the tent the water in the pot was well on it's way to boiling. Jason and Gary were both barefooted and wearing only a pair of shorts. "When are we going to eat?" Jason called out. "The water is boiling now, it'll be a few more minutes so go ahead and get your mess kits out of your backpacks." Jason and Gary rushed over to their backpacks pulling out their mess kits. By the time they returned Mike had the beef stroganoff packs in the boiling water. Ten minutes later they were sitting around the picnic table eating. "This beef stroganoff isn't all that bad." Gary said between mouthfuls. "I like it." Jason said. "Can we go swimming after we eat?" Gary asked. "Sure if you want to get eaten by the alligator we saw earlier today. You do understand that when the sun starts going down that's when the alligators start feeding." "Ah, I think that I would rather go fishing tonight instead." Gary murmered. "Me too." Jason agreed. Mike smiled then said, "Before you two go fishing, wash your mess kits. If you don't you'll be eating ants for breakfast because they'll be all over your mess kits come morning." By the time they finished eating and cleaning up the sun was setting in the western horizon. Jason and Gary headed down to the river to fish while Mike stayed behind so that he could build up the campfire for the night. He added more kindling and wood to the fire getting it going nicely. When he had a good fire burning he headed down to the river to join Jason and Gary. They didn't catch all that many fish that evening, only a couple of small bream using the spinning lures that they had in their tackle box. They didn't have that much time to fish because darkness was slowly settling in and along with the darkness the mosquitoes started coming out in droves. Since the three boys weren't wearing shirts the mosquitos hadn't field day forcing the three boys to stop fishing and seek the shelter of the tent. They piled into the tent with Mike taking his place in the middle. Jason had his sleeping bag laid out on the right side of Mike where as Gary had his sleeping bag laid out on the left side. When they were all situated, Mike quickly zipped up the mosquito net behind him to keep the pesky blood suckers out. Outside the campfire in the fire pit casted out pleasant orange glow that illuminated the interior of the tent. "The mosquitoes out here are terrible. I must have at least a ten mosquito bites on my body." Gary complained. He swatted away another mosquito that had somehow gotten into the tent. "Get use to it, you're in the wilderness." Mike said. He grabbed the flashlight that he had brought into the tent earlier then switched it on. He shined the flashlight beam around inside the tent looking for any mosquitoes that had somehow gotten into the tent. He found four of them in which he promptly killed. With that having been taken care of Mike switched the flashlight off placing it besides his sleeping bag. Since it was to hot to get into the sleeping bag, laid back on his backpack to relax. It had been a long day and he was more then ready to go to sleep. "Did you guys enjoy yourselves today?" He asked. "Except for the mosquitoes, I had a good day." Jason replied. "Same here." Gary chirped. "Yeah the mosquitoes do get bad around here after the sun goes down." Mike stated. He slipped both of his hands behind his head so that his elbows were winging outwards. "Guess what Mike? Gary and I get to double team you and now would be a good time to do it." Jason decided. He repositioned himself on his knees straddling Mike's ankles so that he was now facing him as he laid there on top of his sleeping bag. "I still don't know about this double team stuff." Mike grumbled. "But you did promise that you would play the game with us." Gary said, repositioning himself on the other side of Mike. Suddenly Mike was feeling a little uneasy. "I won't reneigh on my promise. Let's just get it over with, it's been a long day." "But look at it this way. You will have your chance to play get back at us tomorrow. Anytime you what to, no matter what we're doing you can shout, the last one to do so and so will get double teamed. So let's say I'm the last one, that means you and Gary can do anything that you want to do to me. If Gary is the last one then you and me can do anything that we want to do to Gary." Jason explained. "Alright, that sounds fair, so what are you going to do to me tonight?" Mike asked. He was tired and wanted to get this over with so that he could go to sleep. Leaning over Mike, Jason started whispering something to his little brother. Whatever Jason said to him caused Gary to laugh. When they finished talking, Jason said, "Alright, I'll start off first. Remember, we can do anything that we want to do to you." "I know, I know just get it over with so that I can go to bed, it's been a long day." Mike said getting a little irritated. "I'm going to give you a pink belly first." Gary said. He started slapping Mike's taunt bare stomach with the palm of his hand directly over his outie belly button. With each passing second the slaps became harder and harder. The sound of slapping flesh against bare flesh rang through out theough the tent. Even though the slaps burned a little, Mike just laid there taking it. With one final hard slap it was over. Picking up the flashlight Gary turned it on spotlighting Mike's stomach. "His belly looks red to me." Gary chortled. "Nice and red." Jason agreed. "You done?" Mike asked. "No not yet, we're just beginning." Gary smiled. He lightly rubbed Mike's bare stomach with the palm of his hand in a circular motion over and around his belly button, his fingertips grazing the front of his pants. The minor pain from the pink belly eased up a little much to Mike's relief. And then Jason did something that caught Mike totally by surprise. He leaned over Mike then using both hands started to unbutton the front of his pants. All the while Gary kept the flashlight beam shining directly on them. Bracing himself up on his elbows looking down the length of his body. "What are you doing?" He asked. Pressing the palm of his left hand against Mike's chest, Jason pushed him back down against his sleeping bag. "Don't forget. The rules of the game game state that we can do anything that we want to do to you." Jason exclaimed. "Yeah but." "Just lie there and don't move." Jason barked. Mike had no idea what was going on. But curiousity was now getting the better of him. Part of him wanted Jason to stop, but another part of him wanted to see just exactly what Jason was going to do to him. So he just laid there not moving. Once Mike's pants was unbuttoned, Jason moved his hand over to the fly. He pulled the zipper down making a raspy sound to open the front of his pants into a vee. With both hands he started yanked Mike's pants down to his knees leaving him lying there in his white cotton briefs. As he laid there Mike felt a stirring in his loins. He was getting aroused. He was tempted to stop Jason right then and there but again for whatever reason he just laid there letting Jason do his thing. This was something that he definitely was not expecting. When Jason looped his fingers around the elastic waistband of his briefs, Mike's heartbeat began to accelerate, beating at a rapid pace. He felt his underpants whisk down over his thighs to just below his knees. His now rigid veiny penis waggled into view beneath the small crescent of sparse pubic hair that was the same reddish brown color as the hair on his head. "There." Jason said, looking down at Mike's rigid uncircumcised penis. "You're pretty big, what are you, about six inches in length or so?" Mike didn't know what to say. He had all sorts of thoughts and feelings racing through his mind. He felt a mixture of both embarrassment and curiousity wondering what the Jason was planning to do to him. "It's funny looking." Mike heard Gary say. "That's because he's not circumcised like we are." Jason pointed out. "He's got that extra skin around the head of his dick making it look almost like an anteater." Gary laughed shining the flashlight beam directly on Mike's crotch. And then much to Jason's disbelief Gary reached over and grasped his now throbbing erection. He rubbed it a couple of times before pulling back the foreskin to exposing the smooth pinkish moist glans, then slid the foreskin back over the glans sending tingling sensations surging through Mike's loins. His penis immediately flexed from the stimulation beneath Jason's exploring fingertips. "Now you see it, now you don't." Gary sang out sliding the foreskin up and down over the deeply blushed glans. Suddenly he stopped. "There's some clear slippery stuff drooling out of his pee slit. What is that?" Gary asked. "Just a little pre-cum. It's the same thing that comes out of me when I'm getting close to nutting." Jason answered. "I never seen that stuff come out of you." Gary said running the ball of his thumb over the warm slickness. "It does". Jason said reassuringly. Gary let Mike's throbbing penis go. "He has hair. You don't." Gary observed running his fingertips over Mike's small tuft of pubic hair. "That's because he's a year older then me dipshit. And I do have hair down there, you just have to look close to see it. But you watch, next year I'll have just as much hair as he does if not more." This couldn't be happening, Mike thought. But it was. All because of this little game that he reluctantly had agreed to play with them. Already he could feel the tingling pressure within rapidly building. "You going to bring him off?" Gary asked looking over at Jason. "Yeah, I'll bring him off." Jason agreed. While Gary kept the flashlight trained on Mike, Jason reached making a fist around Mike's throbbing erection. Slowly he started fisting Mike up and down. More pre-cum eased out from the slit acting like a lubricant making it easier for Jason to do his thing. Mike's shaft flexed again within his pumping fist. "He's about ready to cum. Find something to clean the mess up with after it happens." "I'll use one of my socks." Gary said. As close as he was, all Mike could do now was just lie there and let it go. Besides it was feeling so good now that deep down inside he wanted it to happen. As sensitive as his penis now was, he had finally reached his point of no return. Every muscle in his body tensed. He could feel his legs stretching, his toes curling. The tingling pressure within became stronger and stronger developing rapidly into a rising warm tingling itch that was centered in the very core of his throbbing shaft. That feeling quickly rose to the very tip. Letting out one last cry his penis flexed hard then exploded within Jason's pumping fist. Consecutive jets of ivory colored semen blasted high into the air with one powerful spurt actually hitting the top of the tent only to rain back down over his heaving chest and stomach. More semen spilled down over Jason's pumping fist puddling in his small thatch of pubic hair. Jason squeezed and kept fisting until Mike was finally spent. Beneath his still pumping fist Mike's semen smeared penis slowly began to wilt. Mike just laid there gasping for breath from the after effects of one of the most intense orgasms that he ever had since he started masturbating. "Did you see that! His cum actually hit the top of the tent! And boy, did he ever make a mess." Gary excitedly cried out. "Yuck, he sure did make mess." Jason said finally relinquishing the messy grip that he had around Mike's now flaccid shaft. His hand dripped with Mike's semen. Quickly he picked up the sock to wipe his hand off with it. Now that it was over Mike breathed a sigh of relief. Sitting back up Mike snapped, "Are you two happy now?" He was a mess with splotches of semen on his chest and stomach. There was even some semen matted in his pubic hair. "Give me the sock!" Mike growled. Jason handed him the sock. Mike took his time cleaning up the mess that he had made all over himself. When he finished he tossed the cum smeared sock off to the side. "Is there anything else you that you two are going to do to me tonight?" He asked. "No, we're done." Jason said. "But you sure made a mess." "I wonder why!" Mike said sarcastically. They finally settled down for the night. Lying on his back in post orgasmic bliss Mike could not help but to wonder what the rest of the weekend would be like with the Kiplinski brothers. What had just happened to him had opened up a whole new perspective on how things were going to go this with Jason and Gary this weekend. Since this was a game that the they had devised and wanted to play, he would play that game. But tomorrow he would get his get back, he vowed....