Date: Sat, 22 May 2004 11:08:33 -0700
From: dude sweet <dudesweet (at) hotmail (dot) com>
Subject: Lost Boys, Pirates & Indians

We would pick three captains and they would do rock paper scissors to
determine who were the pirates, who were the Indians and the losers had to
be the lost boys. Almost all of the guys in the neighborhood played. From
the little kids in 3rd and 4th grade (who we usually made be the lost boys)
to us 6th graders. The cool thing about being the pirates was that you got
to dress up with cool eye patches, hats and jewelry. The cool think about
being the Indians was that we got to strip down to your shorts and put war
paint all over your body. Sometimes we would even take off our shoes and
socks depending on where we were playing. There was really nothing cool
about being the lost boys unless you were the captain and got to pretend to
be peter pan. Then you got to do lots of sword fights.

We had been playing this game for a few years. We only played it in the
summer and would always play a long version of it on the first day of
summer. Kids who weren't there at the beginning would just join in on
whatever side needed help. Kids would come and go when they had to go home
or eat lunch. This story is about the first day after our 6th grade year. I
was Tiger Lilly (head of the Indians in case you are stupid). Yes, we knew
that in the cartoon and movies Tiger Lilly was a girl, but none of us liked
girls and we played only boys. But we didn't call him Tiger Lilly; we just
called him tiger. My best friend Bobby was Peter Pan so he got stuck with
all the little kids. Rick was Captain Hook. He was one year older than us
because he had flunked a year. He wasn't very smart but was a real nice guy
and everybody liked him. He loved being Hook and was a good hook.

It took us about an hour to pick captain, teams and roles. Then everyone
went home for lunch and to get on costumes and makeup and stuff. Bobby and I
went to his house for lunch. He had some real good body paint from last year
and did a great job of painting me. You couldn't even tell it was me I
looked so painted. Bobby got one of his dads old shirts and wore a belt on
the outside of the shirt to make a pretty cool Peter Pan. When we got to the
woods, our favorite place to play, especially when we had a lot of kids like
we did today, we got to see how cool everybody else looked. This being the
first time we played this year, everyone went all out on their costumes and
make up. We had about 20 of us.

We started in the usual way by splitting up and making our camps. The idea
was to sneak up on the other guys in their camp. There weren't a lot of
rules and it was mostly just acting and screaming and yelling, along with
some great fake combat. Sometimes a kid would get really hurt and we would
stop the game for a little while. After the tears went away, they would be
all ready wand wanting to play some more and we would begin again. We played
for a couple of hours and by then most of the little kids had gotten hot or
bored and went home. In fact, Bobby was the only one left o his team. Most
of my Indians had been converted to pirates. You see after you decided that
you had been fatally wounded, you got to do your death scene. Then after you
died you came back to life on one of the other teams. So by this point in
the game, we had 4 pirates, me plus 1 more Indian, Cliff and Bobby as Peter
Pan.

Rick and his pirates jumped me and Cliff and wrestled us to the ground.
After they cut out our throats, we came back to life as Pirates. Now it was
6 to 1. Bobby was a good hider and a fast runner, so we had a lot of trouble
catching up with him. A couple of the pirates got tired ok looking for Rick.
They said the game was too boring and so they quit and went home. We finally
caught up with Peter Bobby Pan. Rick had me hold Bobby's hand behind his
back while he pretended to cut up his chest and stuff.

"Join the pirates or die!" Rick yelled.

"Never!"

This back and forth went on for quite a while and we lost another pirate to
boredom.

"Tie him up," Rick orders me and Cliff. I look to Bobby and he nods that
it's ok with him. We take off Bobby's belt and use it to tie his hands
behind his back. Rick takes off his cool pirate sash (actually a scarf of
his moms) and we use it to tie Bobby's hand even better.

When we took off Bobby's belt, his Peter Pan shirt fell open exposing his
chest. Rick then used his fake hook to pretend he was cutting open his belly
and all his guts were falling out. Bobby did some pretty good acting, but
still refused to die and convert.

"Come on, die," Rick said getting a little upset that Bobby won't give in.

"Never," replies Bobby doing a great Peter Pan attitude. "I'll never join
you stinky pirates."

"Never? Never?"

"Never!"

Rick pretends he's going to put his sword on Bobby's private parts and cut
it off.

"What if I cut off your peter, Peter Pan?" We all busted up at this joke.
After Bobby stopped laughing he yelled out another brave, "Never!"

Rick keeps poking Bobby's peter. Not so hard it would hurt, but hard enough
to keep making Bobby laugh.

"Never?"

"Never!"

Rick handed his hook to me and reached to Booby's shorts. He pulled them
down about 2 inches so the band and white of Bobby's underwear were showing.

"Peter Pan, better give up now," Cliff suggests.

"Never!" Bobby was getting real good at the `nevers.'

"Ok, you asked for it." And in one big pull, Bobby's shorts are now around
his ankles. We had all seen each other in our underwear before so it wasn't
that big of a deal, but this was different. It was outside. Plus there was a
tension in the air. What was going to happen next? Why was Bobby being such
a brave Peter Pan? Why was my peter hard?

With his sword/hook back, Rick begins to poke Bobby in the dick area again.
This starts Bobby laughing almost uncontrollably and so we all laugh of
course. Cliff and I end up sitting on the ground and just watching the show.
If Bobby had wanted to he could have just quit, but for some reason he
seemed to enjoy this. Our games had never had anything like this in them
before, but it sure made it much more interesting.

"Last chance to become a pirate."

"Never!" yells Bobby even louder than before.

Rick throws his hook over in our direction and puts his hands on the sides
of Booby's underwear.

"I'll do it, I swear I'll do it," he warns Bobby. I'm hoping he does it!

"Never, never, never!"

The next thing I know, Bobby's underwear are around his ankles and his dick
is sticking straight up in the air, hard as a rock.

We all laugh at this, even Bobby. I can't believe he's just standing there.
I would have chickened out a long time ago. Rick picks up his hook and uses
it to touch Bobby's hard peter. Bobby starts giggling again, so this starts
all of us into crazy laughing for the millionth time.

"Never?"

"Never!"

Rick bends Bobby's dick down a little and lets it go flopping back up.

Cliff whispers to me, "His dick is hard."

"Yeah," I whisper back.

"Is yours?" he asks me.

"Yeah," I tell him truthfully.

"So is mine." He grabs his to illustrate this fact. I grab mine too.

Rick is running out of stuff to do. He takes the over sized shirt and takes
it off as far as he car down to where Bobby's hands are tied around his
back. Bobby is now basically naked. I had not seen him naked before and had
never seen anyone's hard peter before.

Rick has now run out of stuff to do and tells us to untie Bobby. As Bobby
starts to get dressed he changes Rick. "I won. You never converted me."

"So."

"So since you all saw my dick, you have to show yours." Cliff and I look at
each other, then at Rick. "It's only fair," Bobby goes on.

"Fine," says Rick, starting to undo his pants. Suddenly we are looking at a
dick twice the size of Bobby's. Rick even has a bunch of hairs, just above
his dick.

"Well come on, he says to Cliff and I, leaving his out. Cliff decides to
pull his pants and underwear all the way down to his knees in one big pull
to get it over with I guess. I do the same, showing my peter for the first
time to anyone besides my family.

As we stand there looking at each others naked hard dicks, Rick starts to
play with his. He is big enough that he can put his hand around it and is
moving it up and down. I'm not sure exactly what is going on, but sure enjoy
watching. Bobby gets so interested he pulls his out again and starts
imitating Rick, except he uses his thumb and finger to play with his. Not
sure why, I do the same thing.

Rick gradually gets more and more into it, seemingly forgetting we are all
there watching him, imitating him. Suddenly his dick squirts out stuff. I
have no idea what it is, but it sure fascinates me.

"What's that?" Cliff asks.

"Sperm. For making babies."

"Cool."

Rick puts his dick away and so do the rest of us. As we leave the woods and
head back to our houses, we act as if nothing out of the ordinary had just
happened.

I can't wait until we play Peter Pan again!