"Ok, last game Ras" I said. "You better do your very best now, last chance to beat me."
"Aw, can't we play some more after this?" he begged.
"Maybe later, but this is the last game for me right now"
"Ok. But if I win it, I get another soda, ok?"
"Sure, that's a deal".
The game went on. It was pretty even, but I missed some of my chances to score, by kicking it over the goal on purpose. That was all the help he needed, and he finally won a game. 3-1 was the final score.
"Yeah! I knew I could beat you!" cute Ras yelled triumphantly.
"Yes, you won a soda. But I was tired. Next time I'll win again" I teased.
"No way. I'm better than you now" he said.
"Why, you bragging little brat!" I said with mock fury, as I picked up his cute body, carried him over to the bed and slammed him down on the soft mattress. He laughed hard.
"Again, do it again!" he demanded. "It was fun!"
"What?" I said pretending to be surprised. "It didn't hurt at all? I'll have to do it much harder this time then!"
Again I picked him up and hugged his wonderful cute naked torso before I slammed him down onto the bed again. And again he cried out in delight. "More, more!"
"Ok, last time then." I attempted to look puzzled. "But I think there's something wrong with this punishment. It isn't working out the way I planned".
He laughed and raised his arms toward me, waiting me to pick him up again.
This time, when I picked him up, he wrapped his arms around my neck and hugged me tight, while I got in position to throw him down again. I hugged him back, as I threatened him "Now, THIS time it's gonna break your back, you little scoundrel!"
I tried to get him off my neck so I could throw him again, but he wrapped his legs around my waist, arms around my neck and hugged me tight. I enjoyed the hug immensely, while I attempted to get him off.
Then I pretended to give up, and just stroked his back for a few seconds before I set in my secret sneak attack.
My tickle-under-his-arms-attack worked like a charm. And as soon as he loosened his grip, I lifted him off me, and threw him down again. We both laughed, and I collapsed on the bed next to him, put my arm around him, slowly caressing his tummy while I asked: