Three on Three

“I don’t know…” you murmured.

“KISS!” Tom interrupted. You stared at him blankly.

“What?” Cindy interjected.

“Keep It Simple Stupid!” Tom explained, “There’s no reason to come up with some complex game when a simple game of hoops will do.”

“A lil’ t’ree on t’ree.” Shannon clarified, “Sounds lae fun.”

“Okay,” Marcus agreed, “Three on three it is. The goal is simple, put the ball through the basket. After one team makes a basket, the other team gets the ball. If they just hit the rim or backboard, the other team has to take it to the three point line. First team to fifteen wins. Every member of the losing team has to take off a piece of clothing. Every member of the winning team takes a drink. The team that lost the previous game gets the ball to start the next game.”

“What happens if you don’t have anything to take off?” Larry asked.

“Depends,” Marcus answer almost immediately, “If your teammates still have clothing, you simply play another game naked. On the other hand, if everyone on your team is naked, the game is over and the losing team must do whatever the winning team tells them to do.”

“I don’t know…” you started. All eyes turned to you.

“It seems that the guys have a bit of an advantage.” you continued. The three of you were matched up with the guys. Shannon was the tallest of the women. While she had a couple inches on Larry, she was still a good six shorter than either of the other guys. Larry was the shortest of the three, but he still had four inches on you. The weight advantage they had was just as significant.

“I can see that,” Marcus admitted.

“However,” Tom countered, “You have the advantage in the number of clothing. Since shoes and socks don’t count, Cindy and Shannon have four items while Marcus and I only have three.”

“So ye need win fare games rather dan t’ree.” Shannon pushed. Larry opened his mouth to protest.

“How about giving us some points?” Cindy prompted before Larry could speak up. Marcus paused a moment to think.

“Okay,” Marcus said at last, “You get one point for every item of clothing the guys have on AND one point for every item you’ve taken off.” You, Shannon, and Cindy huddled to discuss it. There really wasn’t much to discuss. The truth was that you would have agreed to play even if they hadn’t offered any points. You had played basketball in high school. You hadn’t made the starting line-up, but had played every game. You were sure you could counter the guys’ greater height straight up. Besides, even more than when you stepped onto the court, you wanted to see if Marcus’ cock was as big as you heard; even if it meant riding all three of them. The look in the eyes of the other girls showed they were even more eager than you.

“Agreed!” Cindy announced grabbing ball from Marcus. She tossed it to you. “We’ll even let you have the ball first.”

“One more thing,” Marcus added, “Keep it clean. Excessive or flagrant fouls will result in severe penalties. Cindy and I will determine what those penalties are.” Seeing everyone nod their acceptance, Marcus indicated that you should start.

“BALL IN!” you called out. You bounced the ball to the nearest boy.

Who gets the ball?