On a 10+, they beg you for more, more, more.

"You really want it?" you say, teasing the girls as you tug at your shirt slowly, shifting your weight from one leg to the other.

Tara and Jennifer are speechless. As you shift your weight and move your hips, you see their eyes go to your shorts, checking you out. You know you pack more up front than the average guy, plenty enough to show, especially now as you chub up inside your shorts. Luna is mesmerized by your movements. Kath's watching with what looks like honest curiosity about where you're going with all this. Fairouzeh is behind you where you can't see.

As slow as you please, one button comes free. You shift your weight and tug at the hem again. Slowly, slowly the skin of your tight, tanned belly emerges from your shirt. You turn around, showing all of the girls your skin. As you turn back round toward Tara and Jennifer, you open your shirt. There's a big red bruise shaped like Karen's foot on your chest. No one seems to notice as you bend to the side and slide one sleeve off your arm, then back toward the other side to slide the shirt all the way off. You're really firming up in front, and you feel your cock throbbing against your shorts. You see through Jennifer's lightweight top that she's sporting a pair of tit-ons from watching you.

"God, Kath, look," Jennifer says. "I bet he's bigger than your Number One."

Kath shrugs. "Bet not," she says. "Anyway, I bet my Number One is a lot more reliable, and a cheaper date," she says. She grins at you . "Sorry Joe, you're okay, but you know, 'Better Living Through Silicone'."

Tara laughs out loud. "You think Joe is bigger than Kath's big dildo?" she says. "This I gotta see." Tara looks back up at your face, finally. "Whip it out."

"Do it," Jennifer says.

"Show me," Luna says. "Show us."

Kath taps her putter against her green golf ball. She smiles and shrugs. "Go ahead," she says. "Maybe we'll get to go on with the game."

Fairouzeh's breathing comes deeper and faster behind you. She joins the chorus. "Show us, Joe."

The girls step closer, forming a tight circle in front of you, except Kath, who seems to be keeping a lookout.

"Come on, come on," Tara and Jennifer urge.

You pull down the front of your shorts. Your cock springs up in front of their eyes.

"Omigod," Jennifer gasps.

"He's fucking huge," Tara says. "Kath, c'mon, Joe's bigger."

Kath looks over Tara's shoulder. "Nope," she says. "About a tie. And mine has bigger balls, for sure."

"Let me touch you," Fairouzeh says.

"Yes, let us," Luna says.

"Wait a minute, me too," Jennifer says.

Suddenly there are three warm, soft feminine hands stroking your shaft, caressing your cock head, rubbing your balls.

"My turn," Tara says.

"Wait, stop pushing," Jennifer says. "Oh, all right."

Tara steps in. Her hand is smooth, and when she grasps your shaft you feel a definite warmth, more than the other girls. She grips you more tightly, enough that your cock head swells up. "Damn," she says. She sets her jaw and prepares to step back, but can't resist giving you one more squeeze before she withdraws.

"Okay, game on," Tara says. Her voice is a little unsteady.

"I don't think Joe's going to fit back in his shorts," Luna says.

"Guess he'll have to play with it hanging out," Kath says.

You try to put yourself away, but your best bet for shirtless playing is to stuff your cock down the leg of your shorts. Your cock head and a good bit of your erect shaft stick out below the hem of your shorts leg.

Game on. You take your blue ball and your putter and line up to tee off for the challenge. The first hole's trick is to shoot your ball up a narrow ramp where it follows a pipe (labeled The Tunnel of Love) to a flat area near the hole. If you miss the ramp, you fall into the Pit of Jealousy which dumps you down a slope from the hole.

Luna starts off with her yellow golf ball, but it ends up stuck at the bottom of the ramp. Fairouzeh shoots next and hits Luna's ball which dumps them both into the Pit of Jealousy.

"Bummer," Luna says.

"I am sorry," Fairouzeh says.

"It's the way this game works," Luna says. "No worries."

Jennifer tees up next. She's the tallest of the girls, maybe as tall as you, or even with a little edge on you. Her pink ball rolls smoothly up the ramp and into the Tunnel of Love, and out close to the hole.

Tara tees up her red golf ball. You see the muscles of her legs and arms move as she steadies herself for a shot. She doesn't seem as confident as she was at sand volleyball, but it's a game she wants to win.

You figure however the first hole goes, it'll probably go about the same overall. But win or lose, it'll count as an epic day in your book, between the adventure with Karen and the rolling challenge between you and the girls. Or at least you versus Tara and Jennifer. And hey, the night's still young.