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PLAYING THE GAME

A Novel

by R.C. Mather




- 5 -

TRUTH OR DARE HEARTS



Two days later, Jake and I were over at his house playing on his
Pong game in the basement. It was raining buckets outside, and we
were bored. We heard the back door open, and Kayla and Jaimie came
pounding down the stairs, laughing and shouting. They came bursting
into the playroom and stopped suddenly when they saw us there. They
obviously weren't expecting us to be downstairs. They were soaked
through, hair plastered to their heads, and their T-shirts were
nearly transparent. They both crossed their arms in front of
themselves, and ran into the laundry room squealing. Jake and I
started laughing and hooting.

"Come on, ladies, come out. Nothing to be afraid of out here. Come
on!" shouted Jake.

"Hey, sissy girls, come on out! We promise not to stare too hard," I
added.

We heard Kayla's muffled voice. "What are you doing here?"

"Just playing games. Come on out, we've got sodas. It's okay, I'm
your brother, after all. It's not like I've never seen you naked
before."

"I'm not naked. I'm also not seven anymore, brother dear."

"So what, neither am I. It's okay, really," he insisted.

We could hear them talking to each other through the door.

"Turn the light out," said Jaimie, "and we'll come out."

Jake scrambled to his feet and turned off all the lights, but left
the television on. He gave the girls the all clear.

The door opened just a crack so they could check to make sure we
weren't fooling them, and then they came out and sat by us. They each
had a towel to dry off with. Jaimie was using hers to fluff her hair,
and Kayla had hers wrapped around her head. Jaimie kept on pulling at
the front of her shirt, trying to pull the clinging material away
from her boobs, very self-conscious about how wet her shirt was.
Kayla, on the other hand, was pretty much unconcerned about it as she
sat down next to me, though I thought I could detect the slightest
trace of a blush on her face. The low light coming from the
television set across the room gave us just enough light to see each
other.

"Your leg's better, I see," I said to Kayla.

"Yes, it feels pretty good," she replied. "What are you guys doing?"

"Nothing much," said Jake. "Just sitting down here wishing the rain
would stop. What were you guys doing?"

"Getting wet, unfortunately," said Jaimie. "And this was just from
coming from my house to here!"

"So, what do you guys want to do?" asked Jake.

"I don't know. What do you want to do?"

I knew what Jake was thinking. He wanted to tell Jaimie that he
wanted to rip her clothes off and jump her bones. He couldn't say it,
though, so he just shrugged and tried to act nonchalant.

Kayla said, "How about playing Hearts? We could play Truth or Dare
Hearts. Instead of keeping points, whoever ends up with the queen of
spades has to do a Truth or Dare."

"Yeah, okay, why not?" We all agreed, so Jake opened the walk-in
closet and found a deck of cards. We cut for the deal, and the first
hand was dealt out. I had a great hand, and was able to pass off the
queen of spades to Jaimie on my left. At the end of the hand, she was
forced to eat the queen.

"Okay, Jaimie. Truth or Dare?"

"Ummm... Truth, I guess," she said.

With a smile on her face, Kayla said, "Truth, Jaimie. Have you ever
French kissed a boy?"

It was Jaimie's turn to blush. "No," she said.

"Next deal!" cried Kayla. She was really getting into this game. I
hoped it didn't backfire on her and get us both in trouble.

On the next hand, we passed to the right. I passed the ace of
spades, the king of hearts, and the five of hearts. Jaimie passed me
three diamonds, trying to void her hand. I didn't think I would be
hurt, and play began. This time Jake ended up with the queen of
spades. He chose Dare.

"Okay, Jake," I said with a grin. "Your Dare is to give Jaimie her
first real kiss."

Jaimie looked as startled as Jake, but she was a good sport. Jake
crawled over to her, put his arm around her shoulder, and kissed her
on the mouth.

"No fair!" cried Kayla. "The Dare was a French kiss!"

Both Jaimie and Jake shot her a look, but turned back to each other.
Jake reached out to her and kissed her again. We could see their
mouths opening against each other, and Jaimie reached out to slide
under Jake's arm to hold him for a longer kiss. When they stopped the
kiss, they were both panting. Jake's shorts were tenting out from his
sudden erection as he moved back to his spot on the floor. He looked
a little shell-shocked as he sat back down, but quickly gathered his
wits about him again, and shot me a quick grin.

"Let's play!" he said.

Jaimie lost the next hand, but it was a little suspicious. She
played the king of spades over my nine, and Kay gave her the queen.

"Truth or Dare, Jaimie?" she asked as she played her card.

"Dare," she said defiantly.

"Okay, here it is. Without using your hands, you have to pass this
empty soda can from under your chin over to Jake, who has to grab it
under his chin without the use of any hands."

It seemed like a pretty innocent challenge, so Jaimie picked up an
empty can and placed it under her chin. She leaned over toward Jake
and tried to pass the can to him, but discovered that it was nearly
impossible to do without rubbing up next to him. After several
hilarious attempts at it, Jaimie's nipples were visibly enlarged from
rubbing against Jake, and Jake's prick was stiff, once again tenting
out his shorts. Finally, Jake ended up lying on the floor on his
back, and Jaimie lay down practically on top of him before they were
able to successfully pass the can. By this time, Kay and I were
laughing so hard, we were rolling on the floor. Tears were tracing
down both our cheeks, and our sides ached.

On the next deal, there was no passing of any cards. We had to play
the cards we were dealt, and I had a loser of a hand. I ended up with
the queen, which put a smile on Jake's face.

"Okay, Seanster, what's it to be?" he asked.

"Truth," I said.

Jaimie jumped in with the question.

"Have you ever made out with a girl and done anything beyond
kissing?" she asked with a big grin.

'Here it is.' I knew that, if I lost any more hands, I would have to
go with Dares, because the next Truth question I would be asked would
be to reveal the girl's name, and I really did not want to do that.

"Yes, I have," I said, "but that's all I'll say about it."

"Awww, not fair," said Jaimie, at the same time that Jake, looking
startled at my answer, said, "Hey! How come I didn't know about 
this?"

"Too bad, so sad," I said. "Whose deal is it?" I asked, grabbing up
the cards.

On the next hand, Jake was forced to take the queen, even though he
was really trying to make sure I got it. I knew he wanted the name of
the girl.

"Dare," he said.

Kayla had a smug look on her face. "Take the person of your choice
back behind the couch for five minutes. Nobody will peek, I promise.
We'll come get you as soon as the five minutes are up."

If she expected him to be upset, she was disappointed. I had a
feeling that Kayla had already figured out that Jake really liked
Jaimie, and I was beginning to think maybe Jaimie was also interested
in Jake. At any rate, Jake stood up and without hesitation held out
his hand to Jaimie. They walked over to the small space behind the
couch and lay down on the floor. Almost immediately, we could hear
murmurs and the liquid sound of passionate kissing.

Kayla turned to me with an expectant look on her face, and reached
over and pressed her soft lips to mine. I put my arms around her and
pulled her tightly to me, and our mouths opened to each other. Our
tongues met and tangled as we felt ourselves practically floating
down to lie on the floor together.

Just as things were heating up, Kayla let go of me, looked at her
watch, and called out "Time!" She jumped up onto the couch and looked
over the back, hoping to catch her brother in a compromising
position. Jake and Jaimie sat up, looking a little flustered, and
came back out to the game. Jake was walking a little funny, and
Jaimie's nipples were very prominent through her bra and shirt.

"Somebody deal the cards," said Jake as he sat back down. At this
point, I think both he and Jaimie were going to try to lose.
Unbeknownst to them, Kayla and I were just as willing to lose as they
were.

Just my kind of luck, I got the queen.

"Dare," I said quickly.

Jake looked a little disappointed he couldn't weasel the name of the
girl from me, but then he realized what possibilities could lie ahead
with my Dare.

Thinking they were giving us a punishment and themselves a treat,
Jaimie said, "Your Dare is to take Kayla into the closet, lights off,
for five minutes."

"Make it ten minutes," suggested Jake with a cheesy grin, to which
Jaimie readily agreed.

Feigning reluctance, I stood up and grabbed Kayla by the hand and
headed for the closet.

"Be sure to knock before you open the door," I said.

Jake looked dubious, but said, "Sure, whatever you say. Have a nice
time keeping my kid sister company. Hah!"

As soon as we closed the closet door, we could hear giggling and
shuffling noises coming from the room. Kayla moved up very close to
me and whispered, "We've got ten minutes."

We fell to the floor and immediately our mouths and tongues found
each other. As we kissed, I ran my hand up under her shirt to her
small breast. As I squeezed her, she moaned quietly into my mouth,
and sucked my tongue into her mouth. Her hands found their way under
my shirt onto my back as my fingertips lifted up the bottom edge of
her bra and caressed the soft skin of her bare breast. I teased her
nipple with my fingertips, causing her to hug me tighter to herself
and wrap her leg around mine. She rubbed her hip into my crotch and
against my rigid cock as I manipulated her erect nipple.

It was a dangerous game, with her brother in the next room, but I
was certain he was involved in his own pleasures. I knew this was a
chance worth taking, as long as we didn't take it too far. We didn't
want to be struggling to put clothes back on at the end of our ten-
minute limit, so we tempered our enthusiasm by touching and caressing
each other under our clothes. I longed to taste the flesh of her
swollen breast and to suckle at her erect nipple, but knew I couldn't
risk the chance of being caught.

All too soon, there was a knock at the door. Kayla frantically
reached up under her shirt to reposition her bra as I stood up,
brushed off my shirt, and desperately willed my cock to deflate. As
Jake opened the door, the timid light from the television set seemed
bright after the darkness of the closet. Jaimie's hair was tousled,
and Jake's eyes were slightly glazed. I was in no position to smirk,
however, as I could not stand up very straight without revealing how
painfully erect my cock was.

"Whose turn is it to deal?" Jaimie asked. "Never mind, I'll just do
it."

She grabbed the cards, and without waiting for us to sit down, began
to deal out the deck.

"Oh, never mind the cards," she suddenly said. She looked up at us
with shining eyes. "Kayla, Truth or Dare?"

Kayla looked at her a little fearfully before answering.

"Dare," she said quietly.

"Show us what you and Sean were doing in the closet," said Jaimie.

"Why?" asked Kayla, showing a little irritation with her friend.
"Why do you want to know?"

"I just do," said Jaimie. "I want to know if you two were fooling
around in there."

"Oh, yeah? Well, what about what went on out here? Are you going to
tell us about that?" Kayla retorted. "I know how hot you think my
brother is."

She immediately regretted her words. Jaimie looked like she had been
hit in the stomach, and Jake was standing there a little shocked
himself. He never expected to hear that Jaimie might have the same
thoughts about him that he had over her, after all.

Jaimie accepted Kayla's challenge, though, by standing up and
walking over to stand directly in front of Jake. She snaked her arms
around his neck and brought his face down to hers, and kissed him
hard. After his initial shock, he wrapped his arms around her waist
and pulled her tight against him, bringing a groan from Jaimie as
they kissed. They slowly lowered themselves until they were kneeling,
still locked together in a soulful kiss. They finally parted,
breathless. Jaimie looked over at Kayla and I as if to say, 'Well?'
Then she bent back to Jake. They lay down together on the floor in
front of the couch, and resumed their kissing.

Kayla shrugged her shoulders, looked at me, and raised her eyebrow.
I sat down on the floor and pulled her down into my lap, wrapped my
arms around her, and lifted my mouth to hers. As we touched, I felt
her lips part and her tongue snake out to lick around my lips, and
then enter my mouth to rub along my teeth. I glanced over at Jake and
saw him clutching Jaimie's breast outside her T-shirt as they
continued kissing. I lowered Kayla to the floor and hovered over her,
then stretched out and pressed my full length against her. I was
unwilling to do more with an audience in the room, but she sensed my
hesitation. She had seen Jake and Jaimie, too, so she felt no
hesitation or uncertainty. She grabbed my arm and moved it from
around her waist, then held the back of my hand and moved it onto her
breast and pressed it hard against her. I reflexively squeezed her
through her shirt and bra, and could still feel her nipple rise into
the palm of my hand. She moaned into my mouth as we kissed and
caressed each other, and all thoughts of Jake and Jaimie escaped me
for a time.

I moved my hand from her small breast down and back to the globes of
her tight ass, and pressed her against me, rubbing her mound against
my erection. She moved her hips back and forth, creating excruciating
pressure on both of us, as our breathing got heavier.

After what seemed like a very short amount of time, we heard a door
slam upstairs. It brought all four of us out of our euphoria, and we
all looked around as reality came crashing back on us. I saw Jake
pull his hand out from underneath Jaimie's shirt as they sat up, and
Kay jumped up and straightened her clothes out as she headed over to
the light switch.

We started making some noise until we heard Mrs. Lehigh at the top
of the stairs.

"Are you kids down there?" she called out.

"Yes, Mom," shouted Kayla. "Jake and I are here with Jaimie and
Sean. We're playing cards." She looked at us and grinned.

"That's nice, dear," said Mrs. Lehigh as she turned from the
doorway. "Dinner will be ready soon."

"What time is it?" Jaimie suddenly said. She glanced at the star-
shaped wall clock hanging over the television. "Oh my God, I was
supposed to be home twenty minutes ago!"

She hustled around, helping us to straighten up the room, then
headed up the stairs.

"Wait up, Jaimie, I'll walk out with you," I said. I followed her up
the stairs, then called back down, "Thanks, guys, for a fun
afternoon!" All four of us chuckled, our little private joke.

Jaimie and I walked outside. It had stopped raining, and the sky was
clearing. As we walked toward her house, I put my arm around her
shoulder. She looked startled, and then relaxed and accepted it.

"So, I take it you like Jake?"

"Yeah. I've been hoping he would notice me. I only live next door to
him, and have since I was six. You'd think he never saw me before
today," she said quietly.

"Hey, it's nothing to worry about. He's a guy, and guys are pretty
unsure about things like that. We really, truly don't have a clue
about girls, you know."

"Not you. You seemed to pick up on Kayla's mood pretty quickly," she
said.

"Don't believe everything you think you're seeing," I said. "Really,
I'm just as clueless as Jake, most of the time. About girls, anyway."

By this time, we were in front of her house. I let her go, and
turned to continue on home.

"Sean?"

I turned around and walked back to her.

"Thanks."

"For what?" I asked.

"For not making fun of me, or of Jake… you know."

"It ain't nothing," I said to her. I'm not sure I followed her, but
if she thought I deserved some thanks, I wasn't about to disregard it.

"See you tomorrow, Sean." With that, she reached up on her toes and
gave me a sisterly kiss on the cheek. She smiled happily, and then
ran up the stairs to her door.

I stood there for a moment, trying to figure it out. Finally, I had
to admit to myself that I couldn't.

Girls. Go figure.





(Continued in Chapter 6)


  
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