Tanim shirts vs skins
#2 of Stand Alone Complex.
Tannim wrote this lovely piece for the shared soccer pic https://inkbunny.net/submissionview.php?id=87830
He gave me permission to post this
Cilian the Australian Shepherd
Sharamore the Wolf-Lynx Puppykitten Tannim the dragon Coach the sheepdog
k9k the Referee mouse
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Shirts vs Skins by tannim April 19, 2011
"Yeah, I want to be skins too!" Other boys joined Shara in agreement.
"Well, you can't ALL be skins. It wouldn't be Shirts and Skins if you were all skins." Coach crossed his arms and then wiped his forehead. "Still, it IS hot. I'll tell you what." He looked around at the class. "Since it's a muggy hot day today, lets have one team go no pants instead of no shirts."
All the boys in the shirts team hesitated only a few moments before tugging their pants off. They weren't going to miss a chance to go around cooler during a game. Even if it WAS a bit weird. Coach hadn't intended for them to take off their underwear, but they all took them of f anyway and felt much cooler about their half nudity.
"Can we take OUR pants off too?" The skins team watched the other team with a bit of jealousy.
"Sure, why not. You boys can all play pantless." Their coach smiled at their happy expressions. "Now, Skins... Your team gets the ball first."
With everybody stripped except for shoes, socks, and a few shirts, the game was on. Cilian, the star of the skins team, hopped from one foot to the next while waiting for the whistle, then darted forward to kick the ball as hard as he could. It was not the best kick, but the coach and the ref, weren't even watching the ball.
Their eyes were on the out of play balls and the cut little dick flopping between the boy's legs. Watching all the boys run was fun for them, but they weren't going to interrupt the game for it. Shara after it from the Shirts team and just managed to kick it before Cilian got to it. His teammate, Tannim, a young dragon, received it with his foot but fudged the kick when he tried to pass it forward.
With the ball rolling loosely away, one of the other Skins managed to take control. The boy tapped it sideways to another teammate and easily dodged Shara. Tannim ran between them as they tried to pass the ball again and managed to make a decent kick. He passed the ball to another Shirt then back to the wolf as they all raced toward the Skin goal.
Cilian charged out from the side and managed to kick the ball to the side before the other team could kick it at the goal. Another Skin caught the ball under his foot and moved it forward toward the Shirt goal. The boy's genitals flopped about just as much as before but the coach had moved his attention back to the actual game.
"Come on, Shirts! You can get that ball back, Run after it!"
Tannim flapped his wings for a bit of speed but they just couldn't catch the skins. They did try though, with everybody running as fast as they could toward the goal. The intense humid heat of the day sapped their strength and most of the boys weren't quite as good at the game.
Behind them the whistle sounded from the ref to call out a foul. Tannim stopped to help a boy up after whacking him with his tail. The other boys gathered round while the coach strode across field to them.
Tannim looked a bit embarrassed when the dog stood in front of him and cupped his balls. The other boy looked equally embarrassed when the ref joined them cupped his balls too. Both coach and ref nodded and said it was an accident before guiding the two boys hands to each other's soft young cocks.
"Ok, touch tips against each other and try to watch out for flailing limbs." Tannim looked at the Skin, then pushed his hips forward to rub their tips together. It was rather odd for them both, but felt fairly nice. When they were done the coach pat both their dicks and pushed them back to each other's teams. "No penalty for either side. Skins, you still have the ball."
The chase was soon back on and Shara gained ground on Cilian. Cilian passed the ball to another skin just as the shirt tried to kick it away. Tannim ran in a moment later, nearly bumping into both of them. They stood together for several seconds before they thought to chase the ball again.
Skins scored on the profusely sweating chubby goalie. The ball played back across he field with Cilian staying in the back. Tannim blocked a strongly kicked ball with his mid section and sat down hard grunting at the ache in his nuts from the impact. There was a brief pause before he got up and said he was ok. Shara passed the ball to another shirt who missed the goal by several feet.
Soon the ball was near the middle of the court again and a Shirts boy kicked the ball high. Tannim and Shara both ran toward it but Cilian was there first. He ran and jumped with one foot kicking as high as he could to block the ball from going toward his goal.
The kick landed squarely in the center and even before the Australian Shepherd dog landed on his back and side. There was a groan of disappointment when the ball sailed directly for the Shirts' goal, then a cheer when their goalie actually blocked it. The big deer held the ball up proudly, then wasn't sure what to actually do with it.
All the other players as well as the ref ran toward him and he panicked. With a grunt he dropped the ball and kicked it away from him as hard as he could. It sailed across the field to bounce, then roll, into the other team's goal.
There were more cheers and then the whistle from the ref as the goal counted. The Shirts laughed while the other team yelled at the heat dazed sun blinded porcupine guarding their goal. Before they could complain too much, though, the coach, clapped his hands a few times and called an end to the game.
"Tie game, everybody. It's too hot to do much more and you still have to clean up for the next class." The white furred sheepdog crossed his arms over his chest and looked the sweat soaked boys over appreciatively. "Lets hit the showers and then we can all have the rest of the class to dry each other off and if you boys don't mind..." Their coach grinned at his friend the ref, "I think we'll join in this time. We need a shower too."