Notes: Checkers was chosen because I'm rather skilled at it and backgammon was picked because it has got to be one of the hardest games on the face of the Earth. It only makes sense to me that someone as smart as Cam would be really good at it!
Cam wasn't entirely certain how he'd gotten into this mess. He did know that he was rather cold and wondered if Hunter would at lest give him back his socks. It wasn't supposed to turn out like this. He was the one with the superior intellect, he was the one who should be winning and it was Hunter who should be sitting in his bedroom in Ninja Ops wearing only his boxers. Of course the door would still be locked to keep out pesky intruders such as little brothers and mop top friends who want to tape his video camera to their helmet to film a really wicked first hand view of a race. And he could deal with loosing his shirt but that was it. Besides who ever heard of strip checkers in the first place?
Across from him on his dark green bed spread sat a smug Hunter who was scanning the board and getting ready for his next move. Next to the tanned blond was a pile of clothes, Cam's to be exact, and he had them displayed proudly like little fabric trophies. First the Samurai had lost his shoes, then his socks, followed by his pants. All he was left with was a thin undershirt and his boxers. Somewhere along the lines he'd managed to win Hunter's shirt. It had probably been a pity jump, Hunter placing his piece where Cam could easily jump it, but he'd taken it anyway.
"Hurry up and take your turn," Cam grumbled.
"Never seen you that ready to strip," Hunter laughed "My little exhibitionist!"
Cam's scowl was ruined by the faint blush but it served its purpose in stopping the chuckles even it couldn't smother Hunter's grin. Confidently the crimson ranger grabbed a red piece and did a quick double jump over Cam's last two black pieces in triumph.
"King me!" he crowed "Don't forget that was two guys so that means two items of clothing!"
Cam responded by throwing his shirt at Hunter who only swatted it away as he kept laughing. When long slim fingers that were paled thanks to many hours of hiding under ground and typing away on a super computer went to the elastic waistband of his boxers they were stopped by Hunter's slightly larger hands and he was pulled up against the blond's bare chest. Slowly Hunter left a trail of small kisses starting at Cam's lips and ending at his ear before ducking to nuzzle Cam's collar bone while Hunter's hands explored his back.
"Let me help you with that," Hunter whispered and Cam who was already melting into a puddle of goo couldn't resist even if he wanted to.
It wasn't until the next day that Cam found out, thanks to Blake who took a tiny bit of pleasure in exposing his older brother's tricks, that Hunter had been a checkers wiz in Junior High. He promised himself he wouldn't get angry at being played. It was no big right? Hunter had only been the equivalent of a pool shark but in the end they had both ended up quite nude and extremely content. No he wouldn't get mad, not when getting even was a lot more fun. Next time they were going to play backgammon.