A/N: Some mature content will be found in this chapter. For readers below 18, please skip this chapter, sorry.

Kimmon's POV

"Run, Copter!" I cried, grabbing him by the wrist. We both jumped down the three short steps of the stairs going down from the porch and made a dash for the narrow trail leading to P'Kul's house.

I glanced back to see P'Tae and Godt running after us.

Shit, the long legs of Godt easily reached us and in the next second P'Tae had also caught up with us. Copter and I were both dragged back to the cottage.

When Bas and Tee saw us being brought back by Godt and P'Tae, they both cheered, those merciless bastards.

Godt and P'Tae held me and Copter firmly to prevent us from escaping again.

Godt then turned to me and paused to take a deep breath.

I could see that poor Copter was almost in tears. Both of us anticipated the worst dare from Godt.

"I want Copter to....." he stopped because he saw Copter covering his ears, refusing to listen. Bas came over to Copter and forcibly removed his hands from his ears.

"I want Copter to place his hand inside the front of P'Kim's pants for three seconds."

I struggled with P'Tae to set me free, but he was too strong for me.

"P'Kim! This is just a game! Stop being a sissy!" Godt threw back to me the exact same words I had said to him earlier. It was payback time.

Copter was seriously, seriously ready to cry.

Bas whispered to Copter, "I kissed P'Godt's nipples. I think that was worse than what you have to do. Besides it's only for three seconds. If I had been the one giving the command I would have made it three minutes." Copter made a face at him.

"Go on," Bas said to him. I could tell that Bas was thoroughly enjoying this. I so wanted to kick him in the shin.

Copter started to move towards me. My heart was thumping fast and loudly in my chest. He started to unbutton my pants.

"No!" I cried, "that's not part of the dare!"

"But how can I fit my hand inside your pants if I don't unbutton it first?" he asked, looking very uncertain.

"Just squeeze your hand in, or force it in," instructed Bas. Bas was always the instigator of all things crazy.

"I will do the count for the three seconds," Tee volunteered.

Copter started to push his fingers slowly inside the front of my pants. Before I realized it, everyone could see the bulge straining against the front of my pants.

Copter quickly drew back his hands, his face growing flushed. I felt my cheeks growing warm as well.

"Don't be a coward, P'Cop!" Bas yelled at him. "Here, let me do it," he said, making a move towards me. Godt slapped his arm very hard, making a red mark on it.

"Ouch!!! What did you do that for, PGodt???"

"You are not the one being commanded to do the dare," Godt scolded him angrily.

"I just wanted to show him that it's no big deal," Bas protested.

Godt glared at him.

"Let's not waste anymore time," P'Tae said, "I wanna get ready for bed after this."

Copter again started to push his fingers inside the front of my pants. Tee moved close to him, ready to do the count.

The slow crawl of Copter's fingers made me grow harder and harder down there. I noticed that his eyes were fixed on my face the whole time. What facial expression was he expecting from me?

When his whole hand fit inside my pants, his fingers rested on my hardened member and I could feel the droplets wetting my boxer briefs.

"Thousand one! Thousand two! Thousand three!" Tee called out loudly.

Copter quickly withdrew his hand at the end of the count. Shit, he had felt the wetness through the fabric of my boxer briefs because I noticed him discreetly wiping the tip of his fingers against his shirt.