Chapter 3

"Ok, you guys, give 'em back!" I begged.

"Just come and get them," they shouted back.

Ike and I had been sitting naked on the bank for a long while trying to talk the girl's into returning our clothes. The laughing from inside the bushes grew louder with each passing moment.

"I guess we have to go get them," said Ike.

"Shit," I responded. My face began to glow bright, hot red even before the real embarrassment that was about to come.

Ike and I finally crawled through the brush tunnel all the while holding our cocks in our hands. Moving in such an awkward position caused the prickly brambles to tug at both of us. Worse, since I was second in line, I had to stare at Ike's ass hole winking in front of me all the way through.

When we came out of the tunnel, three sheepish girls were sitting across the clearing on the rock's edge twirling our clothes in their hands. Their underwear was draped on bushes beside them and was drying in the sun, as planned. Amy seemed particularly enamored with Ike's blue underwear. She twirled them round and round on her pinky finger.

Ike and I rushed forward, but to fight for our clothes required us to remove our hands from our cocks. Pamela was seated on the rock holding my underwear in one hand and Ike's shorts in the other. When I reached out for my briefs, she jerked them suddenly away causing me to stumble. By reflex, I moved my arms outward to steady myself and, in doing so, I uncovered my shrunken cock about six inches from Pamela's face. In disbelief and utter embarrassment, I looked down at Pamela. She was staring almost hungrily at my exposed member.

"Euuu, Ike, put that thing away," shrieked Sarah.

Her scream grabbed my attention and I turned just in time to see Ike, fully naked, standing motionless directly in front of Amy and Sarah with one hand on his hip and the other outstretched. The two girls burst into embarrassed giggles, but refused to hand over his clothes. Both held their hands over their eyes, but were obviously peeking through their fingers at Ike's cock.

Ike, still very naked, calmly walked over to the bushes where the girls' bras and panties were drying and harvested all of them for his own. Amid great protests, he put Sarah's large bra between his legs using one cup to cover his cock and then sat down amid tumultuous screams of protest from the girls.

"Give us our stuff back and we'll give you yours," screamed Sarah, "and take my bra off your... your nasty thing! Who knows where it has been!"

"Not so fast, girls... I think it is time for a some more rock, paper, and scissors," said Ike. "How about this? We all play together and we keep playing until all ties are broken... the loser gets their clothes back, but has to put them on in front of everyone... right here on that flat part of the rock."

"NO!" shouted all the girls as they realized that they would have to first take off their clothes in order to put on their bras and panties.

"The alternative is that I leave right now with all your underwear and toss them in the river," threatened Ike. "Aunt Helen, Aunt Lois, and Aunt Nancy will want to know why you took your underwear off in the first place, I'll bet."

The girls whispered among themselves for a moment-there was obviously grave concern expressed by Sarah-then suddenly all three girls' eyes lit up like Christmas after a suggestion from Pamela. They all turned defiantly toward Ike and I.

"We'll do it, but if one of you loses, you have to get your dick hard and show us before you get dressed," negotiated Pamela with a grin.

My heart sank. First, I wondered how they knew about hard dicks in the first place. Then I calculated that, with my luck, I would soon be standing there showing off my already hard cock. On the other hand, the chance to see one of the girls completely naked up close was too good to pass up.

"Let's play," I blurted, "... before I chicken out."

"No one chickens out," said Ike, "or they lose their underwear completely and have to explain to their parents."

"That will get us all in trouble... won't it," said Amy quietly.

"Not me," said Ike triumphantly. "Get in a circle, and let's do it."

He stood holding a mass of women's clothes in front of his cock. Then noticing that I still was grasping my cock, he handed me Amy's little bra to cover myself. The soft fabric felt wonderful against my now throbbing tool. The possibility of cumming in her bra cup raced through my mind.

Bad idea for such a good idea, I thought.

"How do we do this and still hold on to each other's clothes?" I wondered aloud.

"Just do one-two-three on our chest or something," said Ike.

So, the game commenced.

"One-two-three!" we chanted.

Amy and Sarah showed paper; Ike and Pamela showed rock; and I held up two fingers for scissors. Ike took a quick tally.

"Each paper wins twice covering two rocks; each rock wins once for beating Bob's scissors; and his scissors cut paper twice... So Pam and I are tied with only one win each. Let's break the tie, Pammy."

There were confused looks all around until everyone could confirm the tally in their own mind. Then came looks of relief from the three assured winners.

"One, two, three," said Ike. His rock broke her scissors.

"Here's your undies, cuz. Put 'em on for us," said Ike with a sneer.

"Oh, shit," muttered Pamela.

After only a brief hesitation, Pamela moved to the center of the dry part of the huge boulder. Slowly she turned around, as if to present the 'before' picture. With her hands now at her side, I could see her braless nipples clearly poking against her shirt.

Red-faced, she took a deep breath and then with excruciating slowness she unbuttoned her shirt. Time and space seemed suspended on each button. When all buttons were exhausted, she glanced at Ike and me, smiled, and tossed the garment off with a shake of her long hair. Her dark, firm mounds came into full view of everyone.

At that moment, all the air seemed to leave my lungs and a charge of electricity like I had never felt before surged down to my cock. It was the most exciting thing I had ever witnessed. Pamela quickly grabbed her bra from the tangled mass in Ike's hand and put it on, first backwards until clasped and then she whirled the cups to the front and pulled them over her protruding nipples.