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 Trying to keep a secret from the guys is like trying to keep a Christmas morning surprise from an eight year old kid. They're both old enough to figure some things out even if you try to keep them out of the loop, but neither's yet at the stage where he really appreciates the anticipation as part of the fun. <g>
 So the video of Day Two opens with the guys standing in front of the castle wearing their kilts and me telling them that they're going to play paintball. Of course, they knew they were playing paintball as they'd seen the equipment...
"What we're going to do now is you guys are going to go play some paintball,"
"Yeah!!!" they screamed loudly.
"which you guys already saw the stuff so you know you're playing paintball," I continued.
"What you don't know is that you're only playing in jockstraps and masks." <G>
The guys complained a bit as the weather was quite cold,  but a few minutes later, the adrenaline of the hunt had kicked in.
With the six of them standing side by side, I playfully asked, "You guys ready to go shoot some, shoot some ass?" <G>
They were raring so much so that I could barely get an entire sentence out.
"OK, so the goal is..." I start before Dean asks me a question about bullets.
"The goal is to... where you going?" I continue again after Rocky starts walking. |
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| "The goal is to... the last person standing is the winner." I finally get it out. <g> |
I went on to explain that the guys were playing for bragging rights, which is a very big thing in a group of six straight guys and a sports competition, but Ashton added that the losers had to cook dinner. The others agreed, and Rocky and Duke got into place as captains to choose their teams.
 Duke selected Jersey and Ashton for his team.
Rocky picked Dean first then Caleb.
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Being picked last, Caleb pretend huffed, "fuck you, I quit," and Dean smart-assedly added, "like gym class!" <g>
 The guys next put the bullets in their guns, spilling them everywhere in the process.
"Oh, and if you shoot me," I added, "paybacks are a bitch as they say."
Walking to the field, it seemed like some cute space brigade had landed where the only equipment was guns, masks, shoes, and jockstraps.
Rocky and Dean's ample asses were especially nice to behold, and Ashton's freckled butt was as adorable as ever. 
"OK, so I'm going to start counting now," I told the guys as they began to hide once we were amongst the grass and trees. The plan was that I would count to sixty then they could attack one another.
      
Twenty minutes or so later, it was over. One guy got hit by a bullet incredibly hard, leaving a substantial mark and subsequent bruise and another skidded up the side of his ass sliding in the grass, but thankfully no permanent damage had occurred.
With the aggression now out, it was time a bit later to move on into the bedroom... the four poster bed bedroom. <g>
I remember five of the guys on the bed in their kilts, but it gets a little fuzzy after that...
I do remember the sound of the headboard, though...
It banged against the wall as one of the guys got fucked in the ass.
Of course, I think there's a video record of all the occurred around here somewhere. <G>
Wait, wait, things are coming back into focus. But we're no longer in the bedroom.
It's later in the night now and I see Caleb trying to convince Ashton and Rocky to taser their cocks for money.
"Zap my fucking cock," Ashton told  Caleb after I offered a bigger reward for the feat.
"Noooo, no, don't do it," Duke implored.
"Come on you son of a bitch, zap the fucking thing."
"Ahhh... ahhhh!" <G>
It was too funny... but of course, once you do something stupid, you've got to bring a friend in to try it as well. 
Come on, you join the fun now and watch the video. You'll be glad you did.
Damn. I love my cock zapping, jockstrap paintball shooting, in a castle job! <G>
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