Date: Fri, 6 May 2022 23:29:21 -0400 From: James Karvonen Subject: Capture The Flag - 1 I hope you enjoy my latest short story. This will be my fifth submission that I have sent to Nifty. I would categorize this story under, Gay, Young Friends. Since this is an on going story any comments or suggestions for future chapters would greatly be appreciated. If you like this story and are able to, please support Nifty with your generous contributions to keep this website going. _ _ _ _ _ _ _ It was going to be another hot steamy summer day in Southwest Georgia. 14 year old Kevin Owens could tell, even this early in the morning. The hot Georgia sun was just beginning to burn through the morning sun was just beginning to through the early morning ground fog. As soon as the fog was gone the heat and humidity would rise and the long day would begin. But this wasn't just any ordinary day, this was the day that would determine which team was better as far as the upcoming game of Capture the Flag was concerned. Last year it was the Red team that prevailed in this all day event. This year Kevin was determined that his team the Blue team would earn their bragging rights. This was one game that had to be taking seriously. The embarrassment of loosing to the Blue team last year was the talk of the Middle School that Kevin and all the boys who were currently with him attended. At all costs they had the win this year, no matter what it took or risk the shame and humiliation that they had to endure this past year after their loss. Kevin looked at the fifteen boys that were with him. They were all gathered together in a clearing that would serve as their base camp during the game of Capture The Flag that they were about to engage in. The small clearing was located in the Altamaha River Wildlife Refuge about four miles east of Lumber City, Georgia which was on the Altamaha River. Two teams each consisting of fifteen to twenty boys ranging from 9 years old to 14 would be involved in this year's event. They came from two rival communities in Southwest, Georgia, Riverview and Lumber City. All the the boys on the Blue Team were from Lumber City, the boys on the Red team were from Riverview. This would be Kevin's fourth year playing this game. And because he was the oldest boy on the Blue teams roster, he had earned the right to become their captain this year. Kevin was a good looking youth with wavy brown hair, green eyes and a smooth unblemished face. His 11 year old brother Gary would be playing this game also. In looks Gary was a cuter version of Kevin. His wavy brown hair was a little lighter Kevin's hair was. This was his second year playing the game. The first year didn't go all that well for him, especially when he became a prisoner of one of the boys on the other team whom he vowed to himself that he would get back this year. The rules of the game were simple. The object of the game of course was to capture the other teams flag and bring it back to their home base to officially win. But there were stipulations that made this game so popular among the numerous boys who played each year. The game was played in a thickly wooded area about one square mile in diameter near the Altamaha River. A creek that fed into the Altamaha River served as the dividing line between the Blue Teams territory and the Red Teams territory. To capture the opposing teams flag one would have to cross the creek into the opposing teams territory for that to happen. Once across the creek they risk the possibility that they very well could be captured and become a prisoner by boys on the Red team since they would be in the Red Teams territory. However they could not be captured in their own territory which would be on the other side of the creek. A capture is made when a boy or boys of the one team are able to tackle and pin a boy from the opposing team to the ground for more then ten seconds. Once captured that boy becomes a prisoner. The one or those who capture the boy are then allowed to do anything that they want to him, or of they wanted too they could have that boy do certain things of their choosing to them. They could either give their prisoner a punishment right the and there then let them go, or they could bring their prisoner back to their base camp where others who are at the base camp guarding the flag can deal with him as well. They could keep their prisoner there as long as they want before letting him go. If someone from the prisoners team however is able to get to into their base camp they could tag him which would automatically set the prisoner free. But that could get complicated especially if the prisoner is tied up or strung up which the teams are allowed to do. One of the reasons why the punishments were so popular with the boys was because most of the punishments involved some type of sexual activity between them. As far as punishments were concerned it was anything goes. It wasn't uncommon for prisoners to end up giving blow jobs or getting fucked by their captives just to name a few of the things that went on during the heat of battle. Capture the Flag was a game that the boys from Lumber City and Riverview had been playing for years and probably would continue playing for years to come. In that part of Georgia, Capture the Flag was an annual coming of age tradition. Looking over the group of boys under his command Kevin shouted, "It won't be long before the game begins. Are you all ready!" "Hoo Rah!" All the boys on the Blue team shouted. "Kevin smiled inwardly to himself. He looked over the three newest boys in the group. The three boys were only 10 years old. This would be the first time that they had ever played the game. Their names were Robby, Peter and Stevie. "You three know the rules of the game and what could happen if you are captured and become a prisoner?" Stevie nodded. "If they capture you they can do anything that they want to do to you or make you do anything that they want you to do to them. That's called a punishment." "And you know the type of things that they can do to you or have you do to them?" Kevin prodded. The three boys looked at each other then nodded. "Yes, Gary told us." Robby piped. "He should know. Last year when he was captured the Red team ran him through the gauntlet. He wasn't ready for what one of the boys from the Red Team did to him, anyway since this will be your first game my advice for the three of you would be to stay on this side of the creek. Don't cross the creek to capture their flag. Let the older boys who had played this game before do that. That way you won't get captured and suffer the same fate that my little brother suffered last year or worse. If you stay on this side of the creek you can capture one of them when they come after our flag, but you're going to have to be strong enough to tackle them and pin them to the ground for ten seconds. They'll fight you and you may get a bloody nose or black eyes but that's the chance that you're going to have to take when you play this game. If you three work together you'll succeed and the odds will be in your favor. Three against one should be able to take anyone down no matter how old they are." Kevin explained. The three younger boys listened then nodded. Kevin looked over the rest of the group. There were four 11 year olds, Gary his little brother of course, Jessie, Taylor and Timmy. Then there were three 12 year olds whose names were Bobby, Scott and Casey all who had played the game last year. The three of them looked more then eager to go. Then there were the 13 and 14 year olds who would make up the Red Teams offense since they were the oldest and most experienced in the group having played before. They're names were Karl, Allen, Paul, Preston and Marshal. All total including himself there were seventeen boys on the Blue team that were playing the game this year. The Blue teams base camp was set up traditionally like it had been for years. There was a tent that had food, water and other supplies that they would need for the upcoming day. The Blue Teams flag waved proudly on an eight foot pole about fifteen feet or so away from the tent. That was the flag that the Blue team would need to protect. And then there were the punishment racks that included a rope that had been slung up across one of the upper limbs on an old oak tree. The rope would used to string up prisoners should that be necessary. Nearby was the downed trunk of a tree that prisoners could be tied up to if the punishment warranted that. There was also an old metal framed bed that had been taken out of one of the cabins along the nearby Altamaha River that was no longer being used that prisoners could be tied spread eagled too. Basically that was how the Blue Teams base camp had been set up for todays upcoming conflict. As agreed by both teams this year's game was scheduled to start up at 9:00 a.m. and it was getting close to that time. Somewhere in the woods across the creek was the Red Team's base camp. The first goal of the Blue Team was to find out where the Red Team's base camp was located. Once they found out where the Red Team's base camp was located they could decide on how they were going to attack in order to capture their flag. But they had to do that without getting captured themselves. That was the same goal the Red Team had and that was to find out where the Blue Teams base camp was located. Once the two base camps were located that would be when the game would actually begin. Once the opposing teams flag was captured too win the flag they would have io and get the flag across the creek into their own territory without getting stopped or captured themselves. Once the flag was across the creek the game was won. By now the ground fog had finally burnt off. The morning sun blazed down on the group as the heat and humidity slowly began to rise. It was going to be a hot and humid day today, there was no question about it Kevin thought. He glanced down at his wrist watch. The game had been scheduled to start at 9:00 that morning and it was almost that time now. Getting his team together one last time before they started, Kevin shouted, "Okay you guys. You know what time it is! It's showtime, time to capture us a red flag! I need at least four of you to stay back at base camp to guard our flag. You can rotate in and out with others any time during the day so that you can get in on the action also once the game begins. So who's going to volunteer to stay back first?" Bobby, Scott, Alan and Preston raised their hands. "Alright, if anyone from the Red Team gets even close too our base camp two of you will need to go after them. The other two will stay back by the flag to guard it at all costs just in case anyone from the Red Team just happens to gets by." "Don't worry Kevin, we're not going to let anyone get by." Preston vowed. Bobby and Scott nodded in agreement. "That's what I like to hear." Kevin smiled giving them the thumbs up sign. Then looking back at the rest of the group Kevin went in to say, "I would suggest the rest of us travel together in small groups, especially when you cross the creek into the Red Teams territory. That way you'll be able to protect each other, and fight the boys from the Red Team off in case they try to capture you." "How about me, Jessie, Stevie, Taylor and Timmy travel in one group?" Gary suggested. He was close friends with Jessie and Taylor and was the one who talked 10 year old Stevie into playing the game this year. Kevin looked at his younger brother. "You sure you guys will be able to handle that. Don't forget what happened to you last year after you got captured." "I know what happened to me last year." Gary frowned. "But I don't really care about capturing their flag. I want to capture that kid who captured me last year and did all those things to me. I want to do those same things back to him that he did to me and then some. Remember he even took all of my clothes and kept them at their base camp. When they finally let me go I had to play the rest of the game butt ass naked. I'm sure as hell not going to let that happen to me this year!" Gary exclaimed. Kevin smiled at the way his younger brother had just expressed himself. "Alright, if you and your friends think they can handle it. But don't forget you cannot capture that kid on the other side of the creek in their territory. Your going to have to lure him over here into our territory to capture him." Kevin emphasized. "I know! I'm going to get him this year just you wait and see. And I'm going to have him strung up just like he did to me last year." Gary vowed. "Good luck, just be careful that you don't get captured again." Kevin said. "Me, Scott, Karl and Casey will group up and go after their flag also." Marshal stated. Marshal had just turned 14 the same age as Kevin. He was well built and muscular having played football on the Lumber City's middle school football team called the Lumberjacks. "I'll go with you." Kevin said. "We're going to be a force to be reckon with that the Red Teams defense will find hard to stop this year. That means the rest of you will fluctuate on both sides of the creek." And so it had been decided the type of strategy the Blue team would use to win the game this year. Last year after the Blue Team had lost the game to the Red Team, it had been a big blow for all those on the Blue Team who had participated. But this year now that he had been made captain, Kevin felt sure that with the right strategy they would win the game. Glancing down at his wrist watch Kevin shouted, "It's 9:00, let's go!" The first group to take off with Marshall's group. They consisted mostly of the older boys led by Kevin, the team's captain. Before long another group of boys took off hooting and hollering behind them. Gary quickly got his small group together, like his older brother he was a natural leader. "Listen up guys. Last year after I was captured and punished by that one kid at their base camp who I want to get back so badly this year, they took all my clothes before letting me go. They put my clothes into their tent so I had to play the rest of the game butt ass naked. I'm not going to let that happen this year if by chance I do get captured. If they capture one of you, they might do the same thing. So this year I'm going to strip down to just my briefs and tennis shoes and play the game like that.That way if they take my briefs I'll still have my clothes back here to put on. Besides it's going to get awful hot later on today. My suggestion is, is for you guys to do the same thing or you could end up losing all your clothes and end up naked for the rest of the game." With that having been said, Gary pulled off his T-shirt baring himself to the waist. He pulled his pants down taking them off over his tennis shoes then stood up dressed only in his tennis shoes and white cotton briefs then waited to see what the others would do. "That's a good idea. I sure don't want to run around these woods naked." Jesse said. He quickly pulled off his T-shirt then his pants. Thinking that that was a good idea also Stevie and Taylor quickly followed suit. When they had stripped all the way down to their briefs and tennis shoes, Gary collected all of the clothes then took them over to the supply tent much to the amusement of the boys assigned to protect the flag. "Okay, I guess we're ready to go." Gary chirped. "Good luck Gary and be careful!" Preston shouted. "Make your brother proud!" Casey winked. "And bring back that kid who did you bad last year so that I can punish him with you." Bobby added "I'll do my best. Let's go!" Gary shouted. The four of them took off into the woods heading down towards the creek. Jesse caught up with Gary then asked, "What did that kid do to you last year after he had captured you?" "When they captured me they brought me back to their base camp. They stripped me of all of my clothes then strung me up." "What do you mean, strung you up?" Taylor asked. Neither he or Jessie knew what had happened. The only one who knew what happen to Gary last year was Stevie. Gary had told Stevie earlier about that incident when Gary was trying to recruit him to be on the Blue team for this game last month just before school was out for the summer. "They tied my wrists together with a rope hanging from a tree just like the one we have back at our base camp. Then they strung me up until I was standing only on my tippy toes. After that the kid who was about my age who caught me did all sorts of stuff to me while the others who were at their base camp watched and laughed encouraging him on." "What type of things did he do to you?" Jessie asked. "Well if you really want to know I'll tell you. The first thing he did was whip me with some sort of vine. It hurt like hell causing me to cry. And then he stuck a pine cone all the way up into my asshole then started fucking me with it, you know moving it in and out while he played with my dick and balls." "Damn, that must have hurt." Jessie said. It did at first and then he didn't feel a that bad. He kept doing it until I got a ticklebone." "What's a ticklebone?" Taylor asked. "Its hard to describe. It's like a warm itch inside you that keeps getting stronger and stronger until your dick explodes and starts acting all funny like as if it has a mind of its own. Kevin told me that when older boys get ticklebones they cum all over the place. Cum is white gooey looking stuff that if you cum into an women you could make her pregnant. Nothing like that came out of me because when it happened last year I was only ten years old. "How old was the kid who captured you?" Jesse asked. "He was younger then me, nine I think. I guess he'll be ten this year. Man do I want to get him and pay him back for what he did to me last year. His older brother was the captain of the Red Team last year. He might be the captain again this year." "You sure this kid your telling us about will be playing this year?" "I'm sure. I thought I seen him earlier this morning with others from the Red Team who were on their way to the Red Teams base camp." "Well we'll sure help you get him." Stevie said. It didn't take long for the four boys to reach the creek. Across the creek was a small hill blanketed with heavy woods and thick brush. Somewhere up beyond that hill was where the Red Teams base camp was located. Scanning the hill they didn't see anyone yet from the Red Team, but they were out there somewhere and were probably watching them. "Should we cross the creek?" Stevie asked. "You see anyone around on the Red Team?" Gary asked. "I don't see anyone." Taylor answered. "Me either." Jesse said. "Then let's go!" Gary cried taking the lead. The four boys cautiously jumped across the creek into the Red Teams territory. They made their way slowly into the woods then started walking up the hill. They were now easy prey for anyone on the Red Team who happened to be in the area to chase them down and capture them. It was a little difficult for them to get through the brush and weeds without getting scratched since they were dressed in only their underpants and tennis shoes but somehow they manage to gain a little ground. Suddenly from somewhere above them they heard a shout. They're immediate reaction was quickly turn and start running back down the hill towards the creek, with one goal in mind, and that was to cross the creek before any one of them could get caught. Out of the woods three boys from the red team quickly barrel down towards them. They were older boys around 12 or 13, shirtless because of the heat and humidity. They were fast and very loud, hooting and hollering as they chased them down. Gary managed to cross the creek into safety first. Stevie and Taylor jumped across the creek behind him but Jesse was having problems. Two of them were almost on Jesse and he was still about 15 ft away from the creek. "Come on Jessie! You can do it! You're almost there!" Gary shouted at the top of his lungs. "Don't stop Jessie, keep running, keep running!" Stevie cried trying to give Jessie all the encouragement he needed to make it across the creek. Jessie tried as hard as he could to make it to the creek. He would have made it had he not tripped over a rock falling hard to the ground. The boys from the Red Team were on him like vultures. When he tried scrambling to the creek one of the boys grabbed the back of his underpants yanking him back. Sweating profusely now from the heat and humidity Jessie tried struggling for all it was worth to get away from them but the three older boys were to strong for him. One of the boys actually punched him in the back of his head to stop him from struggling. That slowed him down almost immediately. They dragged him through the dirt and weeds further away from the creek. Crying now Jessie finally gave up. They wasted no time pinning him onto the ground for ten seconds. Jessie was the first one from the Red Team to be captured. "Let him go you bastards!" Gary shouted at the top of his lungs. "Yeah, let him go damn you!" Stevie cried out. But their pleas fell to deaf ears. They were helpless to do anything for Jessie or risk getting captured themselves. The boys who had captured Jessie stood up around him laughing and giving each other the high fives. "Well look who we got here. What's your name kid?" Sobbing Jason shouted "Fuck you." "Hey now kid, you better be nice to us or we will beat your little scrawny ass to a pulp, you dig." One of the other boys shouted. And then he kicked him in the side. It wasn't a hard kick, just a kick to get him to show him who was in charge now. "Well kid. It looks like you're our prisoner." One of the other boys said. He looked across the creek at Gary, Stevie and Taylor. "Why are you guys dressed only in your tightie whities? Is it that hot out here for you assholes today?" He asked laughing. "It's none of your damn business. You better let our friend go or you guys will be sorry." "And you better watch your mouth or I'll cross the creek and slap it for you." "And don't think he won't do it." One of the other boys laughed. Gary knew that he had better calm down. His friend was now at their mercy and if he kept ranting and raving the three older boys on the Red Team might really take it out on Jessie and possibly even drag him to their base camp where it could go all the more harder on him being strung up or staked spread eagled on the ground. "Oh I get the picture. The reason why you guys are dressed only in your tightie whities is because you're the kid that Jason had his way with you last year and took your clothes forcing you to play butt ass naked for the rest of the day." "Well you tell Jason that I'm after his ass this year and when I catch him I'm going to get him back for what he did to me!" Gary snapped. "That remains to be seen." The older boy laughed. "Anyway kid, it looks like we get to do anything that we want to do to you since you are now our prisoner. And because of the mouth you gave us we're going to be none to easy on you. I bet you this is your first time playing this game. We could take you back to our base camp, string you up and let everyone fuck you in your tight little asshole but we're not going to do that because it's too early in the game. But if we capture you a second time, well that will be a whole different story. We're going to just take care of you in front of you here then let you go back to your friends." Jessie choked back one last sob then breathed a sigh of relief. To be taken back to the Red Teams base camp was the last thing that he wanted to happen to him. "So let's see, what are we going to do to you?" "Why don't we see if the little bugger could cum Charlie?" One of the boys who had help capture him suggested. "Just out of curiosity how old are you anyway kid, and if you don't tell us we just might take you back to our base camp." "Eleven." Jessie quickly piped. Eleven, huh. Well let's seen if you can cum. Joe you and Stanley hold him down while I will go ahead and bring him off." Before Jessie could even react Joe and Stanley dropped down on their knees. Joe grabbed Jessie's wrists yanking both of his arms up over his head so that he could pin his wrists firmly down against the ground while Stanley grabbed Jessie's ankles pinning them against the ground also. Survival instinct cut in and Jessie started struggling squirming this way and that. "Let me go, let me go!" He shouted and then he started crying again but the three older boys from the Red Team totally ignored him. All that struggling did for him was to tire him out making him sweat even more beneath the hot sun that was shining above him. His face, chest and stomach were now dripping with sweat. Dropping down on his knees besides him Charlie looped his fingers around the elastic waistband of his briefs and in one swift motion yanked them down all the way to his ankles. He looked down at Jessie's small nubbish circumcised penis that barely protruded from his hairless mound and his small bubble gum size balls were contained loosely in a small fleshy sack between his legs. "You don't have very much down there, do you." He stated "So what do you two think, do you think that he could squirt or not?" "Watching all this taking place on the other side of the creek Gary did not like what he was seeing. It reminded him too much of what had happened to him last year when he had been on the receiving end of one of their punishments. But in the situation that they were now in there was nothing that they could do about it. He wished his older brother and several boys from the Blue team would show up right now and rescue him. But they were all somewhere else. "No, I doubt it. He's probably never even jacked before." Joe laughed. "He's still a baby." "Yeah I agree with Joe. As small as he is he might never be able to get it up no matter what you do to him." Stanley added. "Well let's find out. Keep him pinned down. I don't want him squirming all over the place when I jack him off." Charlie said. With that having been said, Charlie reached down and grasped Jessie's small nubbish penis with his thumb and forefinger right beneath the acorn shaped head. He started pulling at Jessie's penis then tried corkscrewing the head to get him to become erect. He rubbed the soft member with his up and down a couple of times then started corkscrewing him again. Jessie laid there too frightened to move. This was something that had never happened to him before and it frightened him. No one had ever touched him down there except for himself and a Doctor. But now something was happening. His penis started to become very sensitive to the point that he was feeling a slight warm itchy tingle deep down within his loins. "Yeah, it may take a while for him to get it up?" Charlie commented. He pulled at the soft member again then pressed the ball of his thumb firmly down against the circumcised head, moving his palm down to lift Jessie's small ball sack in the process. After a couple of more minutes of light fondling the itchy tingle that Jessie was feeling started building up in intensity. His nubbish penis stirred between Charlie's fingertips then slowly started to lengthen. "Alright, now we're getting somewhere." Charlie exclaimed. Within seconds Jessie's penis had become erect his slender member now sticking straight up about 2 1/2" in rigid length. His penis had become so sensitive especially around the head that he could barely stand it. "There, that's what I was looking for." Charlie smiled. Taking Jessie's slender penis beneath the head between his thumb and forefinger Charlie slowly started stroking the rigid length up and down. The warm itching tingle that Jessie had first felt when Charlie started fondling him earlier was now intensifying even more. Pressure started building up deep within his loins. He started squirming and wiggling even more causing Joe and Stanley hold him down against the mossy ground even harder. Now Jessie was getting really frightened. He could feel that something was going to happen, something's that had never happened to him before. It felt as if he was about to pee. "Ahh, aaahhhh ah!" Jessie cried out. "I got to pee!" He all but wailed. He arched and turned hoping that Stanley and Joe would let him go. "He's definitely getting close." Charlie beamed noticing that Jessie's penis had become deeply blushed between his stroking fingertips. "Stop, please stop!" Jessie cried out. "Quit making such a fuss, I'm about to bring you off that's all!" Charlie exclaimed stroking even faster. "And then it happened. Along with the wrong tingling itch the pressure that had been building up in his loins had finally reached it's breaking point. Jessie's beet red penis swelled outwards between Charlie's rapidly stroking fingertips. His penis bolted then started thrumping away rapidly in dry release trying what to ejaculate what he was unable to produce because of his sexual maturity level. Within seconds the thrumping ebbed and then it was over. Jessie's penis now began to wilt between Charlie's still clenching fingertips. Jessie just laid there gasping for breath still unable to move. "There, it's over. He just nutted and you both were right. No nothing came out of him." Charlie verified running the ball of his thumb over the now soft spongy circumcised head. "It's like we all figured. He's too young to squirt. Now lets get out of here and capture the Blue teams flag. We can get this game over with early!" Charlie said releasing Jessie's now nubbish penis from his grip. With that having been said, Charlie stood up. Letting Jessie go the other two boys sat up as well leaving Jessie lying there on the ground naked with his underpants curled around his ankles. Following Charlie's lead they took off crossing the creek into the Blue Teams territory about fifteen feet away from where Gary and the two other boys were standing. Gary, Stevie, and Taylor crossed back over the creek into the Red Teams territory to assist Jessie who was still lying on the ground. "Are you alright?" Gary asked kneeling down besides Jessie to help him sit up. "I think so." Jessie answered. "They roughed me up a little bit it doesn't hurt anymore. He scrambled to his feet pulling up his underpants. "At least they didn't take your underpants and leave you naked like they did to me last year. All they did was jack you off." Gary said. "I've never had a that happen to me before. I thought I was going to pee." "You should have peed all over them." Gary laughed. "But what happened? It felt weird but good." "You nutted, that's all. If you were a little older you would have spurted cum out of your dick. That's all they were trying to do, to see if you could spurt cum. That's all. You got lucky. There was a whole lot of other things that they could have done to you." Gary said. "Did it hurt when that kid did that to you?" Stevie asked. "No not really. It felt kinda good but it scared me. I didn't know what was happening." "When you jack off it does feel good. I do it sometimes to myself but like you I can't squirt yet. My brother can though." "You ever see your brother squirt before?" "A couple of times." Gary said without going into any detail. "It gets pretty messy." "Damn." Jessie murmered. "Anyway, we better get back to base camp and warn the others that three boys from the Red Team had just crossed the creek and are now heading towards our base camp to capture our flag." "Let's go." Taylor stated. They turned, crossed back over the creek then started running up the hill towards their base camp....