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PLAYING THE GAME
by Reverend Cotton Mather



- 5 -

TRUTH OR DARE HEARTS


Two days later Jake and I were over at his house playing on his 
Playstation 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, then 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 it 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 by.

"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, but he couldn't say 
it, 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 9, 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 her tits 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 
rolling on the floor, we were laughing so hard.  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 was.  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.  He wanted the name of the girl, 
I know.

"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, 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.

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, 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 her 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, so 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 and brushed off 
my shirt and 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, a little angry at 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, I could tell.  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, until they finally parted, 
breathless.  Jaimie looked over at Kayla and I as if to say, Well?  
Then she bent back to Jake and they lay down together 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 grabbed my arm and moved it from around her waist, 
then held the back of my hand and moved it onto her breast, then 
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.  "Oh my God, I was supposed 
to be home 20 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!"
We all started to giggle at that.

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 6.  You'd think he never saw me before 
today," she said morosely.

"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 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 no thing," 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, then ran up the stairs to her 
door.

I stood there for a moment, trying to figure it out.  I couldn't.

Girls.  Go figure.



(Continued in Chapter 6)

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